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High Class
Hip-Hop/Rap
High Class was released on May 10, 2020 by Major Fixtures LLC as a part of the album Still Solid
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Release DateMay 10, 2020
LabelMajor Fixtures LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM87

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Reginald Van Dudley II
Reginald Van Dudley II
Songwriter
Arion Wiley
Arion Wiley
Songwriter

Lyrics

I'ma get a bag, count it up fast
I'ma make an ad, I'm doing the math
Smoking on exotic, that's a high class
Can't come down, I hope I don't crash
Designer all my drugs, I can't show no love
Stayed on my grind, made my supper plug
Stackin' all these huns, buy a pack with dubs
Bitch, I'm what it is, fuck you thought it was?
Turned a packet to some racks
I'm a hustler, I got it all off flippin' sacks
Told a bitch in the paper, I ain't talkin' facts
Hit him once, then I sent her on her way, no strings attached
Bitch, I'm from the bottom, shit, I started all from scratch
Tryna eat, I need a meal, can't get full off a snack
Gotta get my bag, I can't relax
Run into a check like a **** doing laps, I be spraying
I do it, and you didn't, that's the difference
How you a boss? You don't mind your own business
Came a long way from pulling licks and hitting missions
Doing dirt with **** that ain't have no good intentions
Switched up the grind and started flippin'
Knew I always had it, I just had to make 'em listen
How you broke? Boy, you trippin'
You ain't tryna get it with me, better keep your distance
I'ma get a bag, count it up fast
I'ma make an ad, I'm doin' the math
Smokin' on exotic, that's a high class
Can't come down, I hope I don't crash
Designer all my drugs, I can't show no love
Stayed on my grind, made myself a buck
Stacking all these huns, buy a pack with dubs (I heard that)
Bitch, I'm what it is, fuck you thought it was?
The most high, pull hos like tow rods
I got stitched lips, deaf ears, and closed eyes
I, I, mine my beeswax
Tops get twisted when **** playin' both sides
The money talkin' now, please be quiet
If you need it, I supply it, you a merchant or a client
The goal was to stack it 'til you can climb it
Situations change, shit get violent
Once said the devil didn't care, that boy wasn't lyin'
I never looked up to nobody
I always had to watch the **** standin' right beside me
Make sure no cars was followin' behind me
Born in the '90s, murkin', scandalous, and grimy
The money satisfy me, but it don't define me (never)
I didn't want much but a pair of Nikes
Now I'm on my goal, but grizzly, and this shit exciting
I wanna shop where they open up the doors, and they talk to you nicely
This shit's kinda pricey, I'm getting icy
I'ma get it bag, count it up fast
I'ma make an ad, I'm doing the math
Smoking on exotic, that's a high class
Can't come down, I hope I don't crash
Designer all my drugs, I can't show no love
Stayed on my grind, made myself a plug
Stackin' all these huns, buy a pack with dubs
Bitch, I'm what it is, fuck you thought it was?
Written by: Arion Wiley, Reginald Van Dudley II
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