Class

We made a wave, all the boys went straight Out of class, chemistry was all we had

Shit was sad, we was taught to push and pass Dear mama, how I make it here so fast

Choppin' bags, shout out to my nigga Saz PRD, remember when a nigga crashed

Mirror on the wall, I show the future pass Mirror on the wall, I show these niggas sad

Marshin' off the ship, here we go with class Young fly nigga, here we go with swag

Prada bags, I have your bitches splish splash Cocaine rocks, yeah, the line was fast

Five o'clock, we double block, here we go with class Two pots of bacon, so the mama laugh

Mama mad, prayin' to God, we turn the cab Upstate, in the yard, that was glad

Gladiator with the razor, here we go with math Peter Pan, Greyhound, six bags

Me and auntie on the phone, nigga, science class You do the math, 50-50, these birds have passed