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first class - 800pts & redda lyrics

[chorus: 800pts]
pff, huh, huh, huh
huh, huh, huh (ooh, ooh)
jump out, all black escalade, don’t do no walkin’
b*tch, come suck on that d*ck, i don’t do all that talkin’
we like ten deep in the club, me and my brother mobbin’ (yeah)
i got hitters everywhere, b*tch, they might fly to compton
why this ho want to call me baby? told that b*tch to stop it (uh)
b*tch, i’m feelin’ like lil baby, i filled up my pockets (ooh)
all my brothers really crazy, they ready to slime sh*t (slime)
only f*ck on ig models, influencers, fine sh*t
did i pop too many xans? i don’t know where my mind is
walked inside balenci’ store (ooh, ooh), i spent about five thousand (ooh)

[verse 1: 800pts]
she sittin’ on my bag, fly that b*tch on a first class flight
b*tch, i got my style, but no, boy, this ain’t no class fight (huh)
grippin’ on my hip, but she gon’ blow just like a bagpipe
i used to be broke, i was a joke, i got my bag right (yeah)
got my bag right (yeah), now they mad tight (f*ck)
you wanna bust, my brothers hop in mclaren, right (huh)
don’t gotta cap rap, my life is really that nice
three, five, feelin’ like we [?]

[bridge: 800pts]
every since i was a jit, it’s been my dream, i knew had to make it
i’ve been mixin’ xanny with the ecstasy, i’m goin’ crazy
brother told me, “slow down on them pills”, but this sh*t really saved me
brother told me, “slow down on them pills”, but this sh*t really saved me (yeah)
[verse 2: redda]
seen too many faces, no, i can’t f*ck with the fake sh*t
i’ve been to many places, i need to get a sp*ceship
lil’ b*tch, i’m an alien, like, where the f*ck my sp*ceship?
might pull up in a [strangest?], i pull up and i spray, b*tch
why you keep on hatin’? like, come and get some paper
i got a blue pill, it gets your payment
and the red one gets you famous
i went to the bank, i pulled that bread out, got her faintin’
i try my b*tch with all the supermodels, had her ragin’
she doin’ too many drugs, that b*tch, she goin’ schizo
he want beef, he want some smoke, so darko sent the missile
i got that b*tch up in the back, i had her blowin’ like whistle
got too much [?] on her nose, i might hand her a tissue

[chorus: 800pts & redda]
(yeah) pff (yeah), huh (yeah), huh (yeah), huh (yeah)
huh (yeah), huh (yeah), huh (yeah, ooh, ooh)
jump out, all black escalade, don’t do no walkin’
b*tch, come suck on that d*ck, i don’t do all that talkin’
we like ten deep in the club, me and my brother mobbin’ (yeah)
i got hitters everywhere, b*tch, they might fly to compton
why this ho want to call me baby? told that b*tch to stop it (uh)
b*tch, i’m feelin’ like lil baby, i filled up my pockets (ooh)
all my brothers really crazy, they ready to slime sh*t (slime)
only f*ck on ig models, influencers, fine sh*t
did i pop too many xans? i don’t know where my mind is
walked inside balenci’ store, i spent about five thousand (huh)

- 800pts redda lyrics

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