Was Hannin

[Intro]
(Welcome to 1st Class)
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(Bhristo, talk to 'em slime)
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[Chorus]
Hop in that 'Vette and I'm crashin' it
Walk in the spot like, "What's happenin'?"
I know they hear when the bag is in
I got the stick, hit 'em, no flaggin'
My shooter toe taggin'
I did the walkthrough for a backend
I've been tryna get 'em tapped in
This ain't a movie, why you actin'?
Glock on me, never lackin'
My money everlastin'
All that talk, you just yappin'
I'm at thе bank laughin' (Ha)
Doing music with a passion
She asking, "What's the fashion?" (Whoa)
Hop in the coupе, go the fastest
Ain't no free features, why you askin'?

[Verse]
Hop on the court like a Blazer, Glock on me got a laser (Yeah)
Wake up and count up the paper, in the Hellcat, see you later (Yeah)
Stick on me, not a taser, that boy, he think I'm a fader (Yeah)
We finna line that lil' boy like a taper
Big ol' crib, got a hundred acres (Yeah)
We finna wipe his nose
I know his girl on go, fasho (Fasho)
My brother whippin' that bowl (Hurt)
He had to make it my way, I know (I know)
You don't even see how it go (Yeah, oh)
I'm in the A smokin' on this dro (Yeah, yeah)
You see my neck and it glow (Yeah, yeah, ha)
Black and white diamonds, lookin' like Po (Lookin' like Po)

[Chorus]
Hop in that 'Vette and I'm crashin' it
Walk in the spot like, "What's happenin'?"
I know they hear when the bag is in
I got the stick, hit 'em, no flaggin'
My shooter toe taggin'
I did the walkthrough for a backend
I've been tryna get 'em tapped in
This ain't a movie, why you actin'?
Glock on me, never lackin'
My money everlastin'
All that talk, you just yappin'
I'm at the bank laughin' (Ha)
Doing music with a passion
She asking, "What's the fashion?" (Whoa)
Hop in the coupe, go the fastest
Ain't no free features, why you askin'?

[Verse]
Hop on the court like a Blazer, Glock on me got a laser (Yeah)
Wake up and count up the paper, in the Hellcat, see you later (Yeah)
Stick on me, not a taser, that boy, he think I'm a fader (Yeah)
We finna line that lil' boy like a taper
Big ol' crib, got a hundred acres (Yeah)
We finna wipe his nose
I know his girl on go, fasho (Fasho)
My brother whippin' that bowl (Hurt)
He had to make it my way, I know (I know)
You don't even see how it go (Yeah, oh)
I'm in the A smokin' on this dro (Yeah, yeah)
You see my neck and it glow (Yeah, yeah, ha)
Black and white diamonds, lookin' like Po (Lookin' like Po)

[Outro]
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