NOTHING BUT CLASS Lyrics

I tucked my rifle in the duffle

I put my money with my muscle

I flipped over a different hustle

I ran over them kids

I smoked so much

I imagined doing it big

Fat yachts, maybe a dope crib

Somewhere for my momma to live

All I had was love to give yadig

Now I ain't got nothing to waste

Good taste,

hefty retainer

Keep my mind where ion gotta explain it

Just tryna make the sit down

Pass some duckets around

Without a sound,

sweep streets

Moist sheets,

she understood the flow was

Unique,

oblique juxtaposition

Made up my mind

Ion need your opinion

Pull the brick out

Donny pulled the stick out

Them boys moved on without

Go & hit the road a bit

He got a 10

he gets the petey gribs

Cold world, colder kids

I'm out the business serving chicks

Iced my wrist & pled the fifth

These cats so damn codependent

Turned codefendant

Rothko with the way I'm smearing

I got her all in them feelings

Minor dealings for being the man

You couch potato

Dick all in your hand

Clown shit