[intro]
(The Real Ty James)

[Chorus]
Whats that?
Already graduated but i'm in an s-class
Remember being down now i'm countin' all stacks
Always posted up with the squad like shaq
And we all strapped
And its all facts
If i fucked your bitch my n***a thats my bad
Had to run it up the same way, its my bag
If you not first my n***a then that's last
Sorry i'mma pass
All i smoke is gas

[verse]
I'm fuckin' bad hoes you still in the friend zone
I'm scorin' like the end zone and ridin' in a benz'o
Ask yo bitch my name she gon say thats ty james
I got diamonds on my chain i was born to make it rain

I ain't fucking with these n***as 'cause these n***as is some bitches
Bitch i came up from the bottom i turned rags into these riches
And his bitch all in my phone like how the fuck she get my digits
All them n***as hatin on me now i'm flexin they like crickets, yeah

Oooh how you feel now im flexin in a lambo
My n***as kill like rambo, play hoes just like pianos
I'm lit just like a candle, i'm made out with the handles
Got on my gucci sandles, ball hard Julius Randle

All these hoes in my phone, tryna give me x and o's
Where were you when i was broke, 50 bands just for a show
I done came up and these n***as can't stand it
Fuck i'm outstanding
I'm up never landin'

[Chorus]
Whats that?
Already graduated but i'm in an s-class
Remember being down now i'm countin' all stacks
Always posted up with the squad like shaq
And we all strapped
And its all facts
If i fucked your bitch my n***a thats my bad
Had to run it up the same way, its my bag
If you not first my n***a then that's last
Sorry i'mma pass
All i smoke is gas