Classy (feat. Simpo)

Oh we keep it classy
Keep the game
Locked, like a chasity
Shorty eyes is set
She engaged
Like she plan to be
When we celebrate
We never chug
Until insanity
Sets in, we dump
The Hennessy
And sip that brandy
Undercover
Use to lime light
Lime in cup for supper
Took the shots a lil quick
Light cuz you
A double cupper
You invite your friend
I be respectful
You won't come to suffer
Two models
Yeah I'm gracious
Let em fuck each other
Yeah
We bougie
Got the chin up
Drop a bit, we goin
Back strong
Like a chin up
Team gotta eat
So we don't thin up
Lived our whole lives
For the jewels and
The shoes
And then when it
Comes to you
And your posters on her
Walls, straight
And pinned up
Take a seat and
Let it seap inside you
I remind you
Of those moments
When you tried to
Understand why
You was lied to
The wait is over
Sip this wine, you
Keep it classy

We living a champagne
Bottle life
I wanna rock
Cmon and ride tonight
Get at me, get at me
Get at me, get at me
This a smooth
Invented groove
Watch me move
Shake it loose this life
Too class, so classy
Too classy, so classy

Oh we keep it classy
First to the legend
Like Degrassi
Never talk shit
We race and dab em
When we pass em
And we keep
A truck load in the duffel
Full of cash
But we only make it
Rain if the women
Ask to splash
See we classy
Diamonds so reflective
Like some glass
Piece, around my neck
Done got me doubled over
Hurt your back piece
This the vibes
Just for the back seat
Glass tinted when
We meet up, yeah classy
And they tend to clap we
Got a vibe
It's so magnetic
How we attract the
Bass in this whip
Make us shake
In the whip
Put a cup inside
The holder
Probably brake
In the whip
Set the GPS, slow
We can't race
In the whip
Welcome back to
The crib, it's like its
Mase in the whip
Yeah
And now we shakin the whip
Way you screamin
I'm gone probably catch
A case in the whip yeah

We living a champagne
Bottle life
I wanna rock
Cmon and ride tonight
Get at me, get at me
Get at me, get at me
This a smooth
Invented groove
Watch me move
Shake it loose this life
Too class, so classy
Too classy, so classy

One cup, and a
Bad woman, that's
A go to
Found a way to float
Above the crowd so
I coast through
Whole team, squaded
They done got me
In my old mood
Steps level up
You can't fit
Inside my old shoes
Blk done made his
Way inside your brain
Like he suppose to
Ever have them on
your dick, fore
They approached you
I been everywhere I
Shouldn't like a pair
Of boat shoes
Play this record back
And turn it up, show
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Credits
Writer(s): Johnson Dieujuste
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