Classy

I'm like damn she bad (She bad)
I'm like baby wassup wit it like the way I swag
You said you want that name across my fitted
And you think we gon last (Uh huh)
And you say you want cash you best come wit it
And you say we gon last (Uh huh)
I look up to that sky cause it's god's willing

Talk with different hoes
And these bitches from out of state man I know I got too many flavors
Her Back Imma blow
And I just be hitting that shit man I know it's gon wake up the neighbors
And you say i'm a goat
And boy why yo hand in my face not a youngin used to doing favors
And I'm pulling up to yo show
Boy don't come out with that chain cause XO GANG we be them takers

(Huh)
I need some hoes any takers (Oh yuh)
XO that boy he a playa (Huh)
I be that boy in my city, I run that shit like a mufuckin mayor (Huh)
And that hoe too playa too playa
I fucked that bitch once but I'm never gon date her
And these niggas say im too young with the voice
I'm just seventeen tryna get me some paper (Huh)

Oh no you killed that, you killed that

And she too attached to me, I run this shit up like a track meet huh
That boy want a feat for free, if you want a feat imma charge a fee yea
And I told her stay back from me
Cause she want to have my lil heart for keeps nah

I ain't goin out bad
I ain't goin out sad

Did you get me?
Pushing up in window tinted bentley yea
Wanna get up with me?
I bet this choppa hold about a fifty woah
And when I pull up on you, get down on your knees and go snatch my soul
And you know god comes first I'll never let a label take my soul hell no

I'll never let a label take my soul

Remember back in the gap nigga back in the day man
I swear to god I wasn't on top of them bitches
Now I'm making songs nigga back to back
They don't know how to act
Cause i'm taking all of them bitches
And I got that shit make em run it back
I call em running backs way they touchdown on them bitches
And I got that shit make a hoe relax
Throw it back
I make her bring that ass back on a nigga

Swear to god
I be the next in the making
And I swear to god
I make her quit all that playing
Made her see the guap
I make her jump out the panties

I swear to god that bitch so bad and

I'm like damn she bad (She bad)
I'm like baby wassup wit it like the way I swag
You said you want that name across my fitted
And you think we gon last (Uh huh)
And you say you want cash you best come wit it
And you say we gon last (Uh huh)
I look up to that sky cause it's god's willing

Talk with different hoes
And these bitches from out of state man I know I got too many flavors
Her Back Imma blow
And I just be hitting that shit man I know it's gon wake up the neighbors
And you say i'm a goat
And boy why yo hand in my face not a youngin used to doing favors
And I'm pulling up to yo show
Boy don't come out with that chain cause XO GANG we be them takers