First class by Surf Lyrics
[Chorus]
Think of a way cop the snakes
Get more pay I ain't be mad
My bitch so bad she stay mad
Stressing me out I don't need that
I want the loot I won't care I won't care
Gimme the cash
I drive fast my bitch first class
If I'm not first then declare me last
I dont really got no time to chat
If we gone fight then I got facts
If we gone fight then I got straps
My niggas all black and they gone blast
Come get your hoe she choosing me not choosing you
That shit to wack
She blowin' me just like a sack
If we talkin' money I'm ahead of my class
[Verse 1]
I'm gettin' that doe, all kind of racks
Eatin' good all kinds of snacks
Fly her out don't fly her back
Your whole team whole kinda rats
She say you lame she kinda right
I travel hard all kinda flights
Bust down a pound that's kinda light
They copy me I'm kinda tight
I do that shit if you know you know
Fall in love geronimo
My tent get hot like jalapeno
These niggas be cap that's how it go
My bitch straight outta Mexico
She been speakin' Espanol
I'm knowing shit I don't need know
My plug got shit he dont need to grow
[Chorus]
Think of a way cop the snakes
Get more pay I ain't be mad
My bitch so bad she stay mad
Stressing me out I don't need that
I want the loot I won't care I won't care
Gimme the cash
I drive fast my bitch first class
If I'm not first then declare me last
I dont really got no time to chat
If we gone fight then I got facts
If we gone fight then I got straps
My niggas all black and they gone blast
Come get your hoe she choosing me not choosing you
That shit to wack
She blowin' me just like a sack
If we talkin' money I'm ahead of my class
Think of a way cop the snakes
Get more pay I ain't be mad
My bitch so bad she stay mad
Stressing me out I don't need that
I want the loot I won't care I won't care
Gimme the cash
I drive fast my bitch first class
If I'm not first then declare me last
I dont really got no time to chat
If we gone fight then I got facts
If we gone fight then I got straps
My niggas all black and they gone blast
Come get your hoe she choosing me not choosing you
That shit to wack
She blowin' me just like a sack
If we talkin' money I'm ahead of my class
[Verse 1]
I'm gettin' that doe, all kind of racks
Eatin' good all kinds of snacks
Fly her out don't fly her back
Your whole team whole kinda rats
She say you lame she kinda right
I travel hard all kinda flights
Bust down a pound that's kinda light
They copy me I'm kinda tight
I do that shit if you know you know
Fall in love geronimo
My tent get hot like jalapeno
These niggas be cap that's how it go
My bitch straight outta Mexico
She been speakin' Espanol
I'm knowing shit I don't need know
My plug got shit he dont need to grow
[Chorus]
Think of a way cop the snakes
Get more pay I ain't be mad
My bitch so bad she stay mad
Stressing me out I don't need that
I want the loot I won't care I won't care
Gimme the cash
I drive fast my bitch first class
If I'm not first then declare me last
I dont really got no time to chat
If we gone fight then I got facts
If we gone fight then I got straps
My niggas all black and they gone blast
Come get your hoe she choosing me not choosing you
That shit to wack
She blowin' me just like a sack
If we talkin' money I'm ahead of my class