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KanKan
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[Intro]
Welcome to First Class
[Verse]
I told Terry count the racks up, yea
Make that FN make him back up
I said fuck them hoes and got my racks up
On some Codeine, spent a diamond chain
Went up as fuck, I'm in a different lane
She said she love me, this hoe insane
Okay, I think I want that SRT
That nigga wanna be like me
And we walked in with that lazer beam
I bet it clear the whole scene
These lil' niggas don't know me
L-O-V-E, don't know what that mean
Okay, she off Ecs', she rolling, tryna' eat the whole team
Bad bitch, she love Cocaine, she done' lost her nose ring
My bitch bad like Soul Train
Bad lil' white bitch, she eat dick
I mix Codeine with my Minute Maid
Houses bigger than a [?]
I ain't seen bro ass in like seven days
We double that money nigga, like seven ways
Yea, he wanna be like me
Toxic bitch, she bring me peace
That hoe throwin' a fit, I copped that hoe some Louis V
If you want drank I'm taxing, yea, we tax that boy a fee
This shit costing
Fucking this hoe, like often
Send that shit to Austin
These niggas loving these hoes I had, yea, that boy off it
Yea, that boy lost it
Ay, nigga don't get your crib hit over that talking
We got F&N, ay, nigga who better than?
Predict the weather with them Drac's just like the weatherman
Hold on, that boy say he better, yea, he back on Xan's (Ha, ha)
Yea, we caught him lacking cause he on them Xan's
He on kickstand
I don't do no kissing
I just want some Tris
This hoe just want my attention
Niggas stay on my dick, like, boy just stay out my mentions
I got out, straight back on business
We keep Draco's in the kitchen
Left my old hoe, she ain't listen
Nigga, no, you can't kick it
Boy you broke, can't get her digits
Nigga we got cases pending, and we still be riding with .50s nigga
We gon' send that hit, yea, we gon' send that blitz, ay
Ain't gon' make no diss, nigga
Yea, that boy a bitch nigga
Talking bout' that bitch, just made that hoe just eat my dick, nigga
In LA, gon' make a hit, nigga
Ay, lets go, it won't miss, nigga
And I made that hoe eat my kids, nigga
Yea, that lil' boy he broke
[Outro]
Ha, that lil' boy he- yea
Get no racks nigga, you ain't get no racks nigga, yea
Ha!
Welcome to First Class
[Verse]
I told Terry count the racks up, yea
Make that FN make him back up
I said fuck them hoes and got my racks up
On some Codeine, spent a diamond chain
Went up as fuck, I'm in a different lane
She said she love me, this hoe insane
Okay, I think I want that SRT
That nigga wanna be like me
And we walked in with that lazer beam
I bet it clear the whole scene
These lil' niggas don't know me
L-O-V-E, don't know what that mean
Okay, she off Ecs', she rolling, tryna' eat the whole team
Bad bitch, she love Cocaine, she done' lost her nose ring
My bitch bad like Soul Train
Bad lil' white bitch, she eat dick
I mix Codeine with my Minute Maid
Houses bigger than a [?]
I ain't seen bro ass in like seven days
We double that money nigga, like seven ways
Yea, he wanna be like me
Toxic bitch, she bring me peace
That hoe throwin' a fit, I copped that hoe some Louis V
If you want drank I'm taxing, yea, we tax that boy a fee
This shit costing
Fucking this hoe, like often
Send that shit to Austin
These niggas loving these hoes I had, yea, that boy off it
Yea, that boy lost it
Ay, nigga don't get your crib hit over that talking
We got F&N, ay, nigga who better than?
Predict the weather with them Drac's just like the weatherman
Hold on, that boy say he better, yea, he back on Xan's (Ha, ha)
Yea, we caught him lacking cause he on them Xan's
He on kickstand
I don't do no kissing
I just want some Tris
This hoe just want my attention
Niggas stay on my dick, like, boy just stay out my mentions
I got out, straight back on business
We keep Draco's in the kitchen
Left my old hoe, she ain't listen
Nigga, no, you can't kick it
Boy you broke, can't get her digits
Nigga we got cases pending, and we still be riding with .50s nigga
We gon' send that hit, yea, we gon' send that blitz, ay
Ain't gon' make no diss, nigga
Yea, that boy a bitch nigga
Talking bout' that bitch, just made that hoe just eat my dick, nigga
In LA, gon' make a hit, nigga
Ay, lets go, it won't miss, nigga
And I made that hoe eat my kids, nigga
Yea, that lil' boy he broke
[Outro]
Ha, that lil' boy he- yea
Get no racks nigga, you ain't get no racks nigga, yea
Ha!
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