[ Featuring Bobby Gvld ]
Classic Movies, get a full metal jacket
Yea
Classic Movies, get a full metal jacket
My grandma Indian, I kill em with hatchets
Yea
Classy woman born like my hoes ratchet
Yea
And while I sleep she searching through my phone
Ms. Inspector gadget
Light skin nigga, I ain't Lenny Kravitz
I'm all for the cash, shout out Zoey
Went from Arlington to living luxury lavish
I came from the dirt, it's still on me like a radish
The rise and the fall, you niggas jokes, Tiffany Haddish
And I ain't never go to class, now I'm making
Classics
Yea
Used to be Chuck Taylors and now my suit's tailored
Used to be Top Ramen, now it's steak on the table
And they don't know what or who I am, like no label
Hoes try to come, cast spells, no cable
Had no silver spoon until I stole the ladle
Corner store, used to get candies, now and laters
Was still doing favors, got lemons and made lemon heads
My best writing is 5am when I'm still in bed
I'm congested by these hoes, I pop a sudafed
We screaming f*ck 12, get lawyers and sue the feds
Working on my karma, house filled with Buddha heads
Smoking on bubba kush, it helped me out my head
But too much of it, I can't get up out my head
Got new assignments, Meet Lamar, the simon says
Remember every line and every word I have you read
Got niggas and hoes mad, I see we got them red
I told them this would happen all along, this simon says
I told them this would happen all along, this simon
