Classy
Good day
I'm flying private to L.A.
Covid has cause me more than pain
Should've put more in real estate
You have good taste
The things we love should be the same
Your clothes your scent, it's all on point
Wonderful sleep, it'd be
Way more than a human needs
A perfect life should be based on what you achieved
We joke and laugh at others
But there's always a higher tier
It creates a fear
So live like we're already there
Wanna feel love, wanna feel alive
Wanna feel love, wanna feel alive
Wanna be somebody I ain't keepin' it low key
Wanna feel respected so I stopped being me
Wanna feel love, wanna feel alive
Wanna feel love, wanna feel alive
Wanted you to think I'm qualified
This dick, certified
What I know isn't what I need
What I chose is what you see
Big money, no empathy
It's a brutal thing indeed
What I know isn't what I need
What I chose is what you see
My neck, my Louis V
I wish you got one of these
Like your body then your soul
Like your mind then we hold
Like your tits when it's cold
I like you better in the photo
Trim it in the post
Girls getting lipo
Cycle like a psycho
Counterstrike, body type
Never in a gunfight
Shots make your boobs tight
That'll make her act right
Everybody wants it so nobody let go
Sadly, if I'm there, I ain't going home
Classy, classy, living on daddy
Champagne cavi, boulevard Paris
Bentley savvy, landed gentry
Men all saggy, shawty all sassy
More anxiety on my diary
Peer pressure, people shaming on everything
Body, body
Call me papi, call me papi, call me
I'm flying private to L.A.
Covid has cause me more than pain
Should've put more in real estate
You have good taste
The things we love should be the same
Your clothes your scent, it's all on point
Wonderful sleep, it'd be
Way more than a human needs
A perfect life should be based on what you achieved
We joke and laugh at others
But there's always a higher tier
It creates a fear
So live like we're already there
Wanna feel love, wanna feel alive
Wanna feel love, wanna feel alive
Wanna be somebody I ain't keepin' it low key
Wanna feel respected so I stopped being me
Wanna feel love, wanna feel alive
Wanna feel love, wanna feel alive
Wanted you to think I'm qualified
This dick, certified
What I know isn't what I need
What I chose is what you see
Big money, no empathy
It's a brutal thing indeed
What I know isn't what I need
What I chose is what you see
My neck, my Louis V
I wish you got one of these
Like your body then your soul
Like your mind then we hold
Like your tits when it's cold
I like you better in the photo
Trim it in the post
Girls getting lipo
Cycle like a psycho
Counterstrike, body type
Never in a gunfight
Shots make your boobs tight
That'll make her act right
Everybody wants it so nobody let go
Sadly, if I'm there, I ain't going home
Classy, classy, living on daddy
Champagne cavi, boulevard Paris
Bentley savvy, landed gentry
Men all saggy, shawty all sassy
More anxiety on my diary
Peer pressure, people shaming on everything
Body, body
Call me papi, call me papi, call me
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Writer(s): Tai Yu Lin
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