Mm-mm

Young fly **** with a class attitude (Yeah)

You evade me like the taxes do

Huh-huh, class way, ****

We breakin' the sky this time, yo

Mm-mm

Young fly **** with a class attitude, young fly ****, class act

Spit like jaws when they weak (Huh, uh-huh), I got commas, so I pause when I speak

Write a letter, the signature diagonal

It's us, P.S, I could package you (Package)

You a joke to me, so I laugh at you (Laugh)

We ain't proud of ****, but we'll clap at you (Clap)

Like a father, I did what I had to do

Now I got more sacks than Fifth Avenue

I will pass the word like I'm hacking you

Think ya' name Stanley, how I flatten you

If money grow legs, I'mma chase it

I only see green, am I racist?

On a run, ****, tie ya laces

He want beef? Well, bitch, I crave it

Take B off like a pair of ASICS

This rap shit is dyin', I'mma save it (Uh-huh)

'Cause I love the game, like I'm related

****, this is why I was created (Uh-huh)

Young fly **** with a class attitude, young fly ****, class act

Spit like jaws when they weak (Huh, uh-huh), I got commas, so I pause when I speak

Write a letter, the signature diagonal

It's us, P.S, I could package you (Package)

You a joke to me, so I laugh at you (Laugh)

We ain't proud of ****, but we'll clap at you (Clap)

I’m the one in fact

I’m the one they play, then run it back

Fuck a Jet2, a **** can’t relax

Like a runningback, tryna get this sack, uh

I got bars, but they call it crack

Got these **** hooked, fuck a jab

Everywhere I go, I be with the class

With my 'migos, we ain’t doin’ the Dab (Yeah)

Do the dash, I’m a hyphen

I will get you and yo’ hype man

Money bring me excitement

I’m wherever the green go, like a white man

****, I’m the key, like you typin’

And you snake **** be so triflin’

Must be Joe doin’ all that bitin’

I will terrorize shit, like ISIS, ****

Young fly ****, class attitude, young fly ****, class act

In the sky, on a different altitude, ****, you know where the class at

You switched up? Damn, you not the squad, you ain't First Class, you a fraud

I'm the judge with this rod, if I bang the hammer, I will rise

In the A, like T.I

I'm not your average joe, like G.I

No, I don’t sell, I do not run a kiosk

They told me shit would get cold, I see why

So I went French on the coat like acrylics

I got the Maybach jumpin’ like a cricket

Diss on the class, we spinnin’ like a fidget

We leave a **** deformed like a midget

Can’t be class, you don’t got a ticket

If it ain’t money, pleasure doin’ business

Healthy ****, pockets full of that spinach

So much green, I might need to trim it

Please don’t get me mixed up like a chemist

How I start sprintin’ when I hit the finish, ****?

Shit get cold, like Christmas, no, shit get Cole, like Bennett, ****

First Class, all or nothing, bitch, just Baby, no plan B

On the mic', I'm a pastor

****, please don't make me turn your son to a bastard

Run faster, my **** tag you in the front like yo' shirt on backwards (Uh)

Bitch, I'm magma, so hot, you put me on the beat, I'm a hazard, ****

Young fly **** with a class attitude, young fly ****, class act

Spit like jaws when they weak (Huh, uh-huh), I got commas, so I pause when I speak, bitch

Look, Babyman the one

This time, the one is for wonderful, ****, hah-hah

First Class shit