[Intro]
(Yeah, yeah, Neeko, you made that motherfuck-)
(Welcome to First Class)

[Verse]
I got some hoes on the way
No sex, just face
I'm on the block wit' that .9 on my waist
N***a run up, get shot in the face
Eatin' at Benihana's
Ain't ridin' in no Honda
These bullets, they hit you, they burn like a sauna
Yeah, my bitch so bad, she look like Rihanna
These n***as trying to ride my wave, they bitin' this shit, just like piranhas
Yeah, I got drip for days
All that hating you n***as is doin', I hope it can get y'all paid
I don't even want your bitch, she in my DM gettin' slayed
I got hella hoes, don't need no more
I don't even do no lean, can't sip no more
You ain't even got no racks, feel bad for you bro
That shit tragic
I don't even panic
When it come to that static
I'ma let you have it
Wanna talk about fashion?
These n***as ain't havin'
These n***as ain't drippin', stylin', nothin'
Chopper leave you carved like a pumpkin
My n***as ain't up to no good but they up to somethin'