Classmates Lyrics

Zoom. I like to fly away. Zoom, zoom. Zoom. I like to fly away

I am the one who knocks

Pushing till the gas brake, pushing till my back ache. I ain't have feens at first, I had classmates

I was giving happiness when they was having bad days

I'll be your protection cause I see you in the bad place

Prices going up and now I'm serving by the tax rate

Nigga, you ain't gangster, you ain't biting , you a grass snake

Crazy how I put the work in, and still coming last place

Cause my blessing bigger than a motherfucking track race

Take me off feet, now I'm sliding in the scat race

More on originals, the flavor got a bad taste

Break the beat down, roll it up on the ashtray

Asking for the lo, I tell them I be where the cash stay

I begin to text and then I hit it with the backspace

Say too much, they'll slide like Cascades

Inspect, element, infinity, that's eight

Rubbing on her body, then pound, love that cake

Never give me frown, just smile, love that face

Ten out of ten, Ice spice, Coi Leray ,

Sitting on the top while she top me on the bay

I be speaking Spanish to her, baby, Yo no se

The world been looking different, a nigga feeling better

I'm growing with myself, I'm holding it together

This music therapeutic, I do this shit forever

I'm cold like Minnesota, you gon' need a couple sweaters

Don't go in my room, my heart is lying on the dresser

Beauty and the beast, I need some love, I'm cold as ever

I could never trust, I had to get that shit together

It'll happen one day, it'll happen one way

We all at my mama's house, grubbing on a Sunday

Said she wanted Sub, Wawa or Subway

I've been more patient, I've been less anxious

I've been on top, I feel my soul changing

They all got cameras, they know that I'm famous

Can't trust hoes, but I won't Tory Lanez it

Ask her what she want, lemon pepper, half Cajun

She love Azul, but she won't say it

She won't, she won't

Pushing til the gas brake, pushing til my back ache

I ain't have feens at first, I had classmates

I was giving happiness when they was having bad days

I'll be your protection, cause I see you in the bad place

Prices going up, and now I'm serving by the tax rate

Nigga, you ain't gangsta, you ain't biting , you a grass snake

How I put the work in, and still coming last place

Cause my bless is bigger than the fucking track race

Take me off feet, now I'm sliding in the Scat Race

More on originals, the flavor got a bad taste

Break the beat down, roll it up on the ashtray

Asking for the Lo, tell them I be where the cash stay

Tell them I be where the cash stay