[Intro]

(First Class!)

(Rex, Rex!)

[Chorus]

On a run like I'm Destroy Lonely

I fuck your ho, she so flat, she so boney

Stark on this bitch, man, I feel like I'm Tony

I'm having mad bitches, mad guns

And I'm having mad riches, mad funds

Homage to Rex, yeah, I have fun

You is my seed, I'm your dad, son

[Verse]

Just bought some drip, it's from PacSun

Let's talk 'bout cash, yeah, I have more

I'm in the house, in the house bored

You said it's beef, nigga, then it's war

I'm staying single, I don't want the whore

He got designer, pay your debt, you're poor

I got a rocket and it ain't for sport

I'm finna press you, yeah, I'm at your door

That nigga weird, yeah, he's a dork, I need some fine shit, good bitch

She wan' fuck me, the whole clique, she giving blowjobs, whole dick

I got that Doja, that good shit, talking about swag, change the topic

I'm on these hoes like hot topic, nigga wrist froze, told 'em, stop it

We really beefing, my trig' finger itching, they hating on me, 'cause they know that winning

I am with God, none my niggas is sinning, she mad as hell, man, this latina tripping

This not a game, I'm making a living, I'm finna fly high, and y'all niggas gon' witness (First Class!)

Twin is my slime, we got twin baguettes, these hoes wan' be mine, they fanned out heavy

Damn, twist his ass up like Spaghetti, (pause), I-I still tote the stick, give me credit

She tryna hurt me, this ho is so jealous, g-godamn, this ho is so petty

I need a black truck, man, fuck this lil' chevy, damn, she wan' me bad, so we finna go steady

Don't give a fuck what he said, I'm gon' catch him, man, I'm going wild, these niggas ain't ready

These niggas ain't ready, put him in the stretcher, I told you, I'd do it, I told you, I'd get you

I been in Saint Louis, none these fuck niggas get it, I could take his style, and his bitch's necklace

Ain't land in a while, it's been a lil' minute, on my First Class shit, nigga, better not forget it

Drac' going wild, I give it hitlist, I'm in that flow state, you worried 'bout bitches

Woah, yeah, and I'm fucking your main ho

Body drop, he dead, game over

Endless cycle, she a lame ho

I'm in the party, the main host

I shot him dead in his brain, go

Danny Phantom, I'm going ghost

I got some bands, nigga, I'm wanting more

That nigga dumb, he don't got no control

No shame, my game, nigga

You ain't like me, you don't smoke tree, we not the same, nigga

Wan' seem like me, you can be me, bitch, no, you can't, nigga

I ain't sleep in weeks, working on my music, no, I can't change, nigga

Seven shots to his brain, nigga

Fit cost a lot, I send that drop, that package tame, nigga

You don't got no name, nigga (Name)

My pocket change bigger (Yeah)

No, I can't hang with you

I see the rain, nigga, bout' time I change the picture (Yeah, okay)