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first class - big bratt lyrics

first class lyrics
[intro]
it’s bratt
yeah
b*tch
high*class b*tch
got a college n*gga, turned him— (ayo, fiji got that sauce)

[chorus]
hood b*tch (yeah)
high*class b*tch (okay)
got a college n*gga, turned him to a savage (no cap)
my new n*gga ’bout his money, call him cabbage (green)
i’m in first class with my feet up, b*tch, i brag different (yeah)

[verse 1]
i’m a rich b*tch (yeah)
super freak b*tch (no cap)
flew that boy in from the d and make him eat, b*tch (yeah)
he ain’t even got the coochie, shoppin’ spree, b*tch (okay)
these b*tches only come around just to leech, b*tch (huh?)
i ain’t with that friendly sh*t (nope)
oh, i ain’t friendly, b*tch (nope)
i don’t d*ck ride these other hoes ‘causе i might take they n*gga (yeah)
i’m on a pj smokin’ prеssure with a rappin’ n*gga (huh?)
in walter p baggin’ grams with a savage n*gga (trapper)
oh, this that fast life? (huh?)
i’m in the fast lane (okay)
f*ck every b*tch who ever switched, they in a past lane (no cap)
told him he can be my trick, but he can’t be my main (no, sir)
every time i leave a n*gga, make ’em go insane (ah)
[chorus]
i’m a hood b*tch (yeah)
high*class b*tch (no cap)
got a college n*gga, turned him to a savage
my new n*gga ’bout his money, call him cabbage (b*tch)
i’m in first class with my feet up, b*tch, i brag different (yes, sir)
i’m a hood b*tch (yeah)
high*class b*tch (no cap)
got a college n*gga, turned him to a savage (okay)
my new n*gga ’bout his money, call him cabbage (green)
i’m in first class with my feet up, b*tch, i brag different (yeah)

[verse 2]
i like to flex up (yeah), and bring them racks out (no cap)
i stamp my name on him and he gon’ tap out
i run with ratchet b*tches (yeah), we like to show out (okay)
twerk at the gas station, that bring the ho out
we at the red light, we backin’ up the traffic
today them members out, they yellin’ out, “what’s cracking?” (no cap)
i’m his lil’ young b*tch (huh?), he know i’m really havin’
his section 8 b*tch, he let me drive her caddy

[chorus]
hood b*tch (yeah)
high*class b*tch (okay)
got a college n*gga, turned him to a savage (no cap)
my new n*gga ’bout his money, call him cabbage (huh?)
i’m in first class with my feet up, b*tch, i brag different (yeah)
i’m a hood b*tch (yeah)
high*class b*tch (okay)
got a college n*gga, turned him to a savage
my new n*gga ’bout his money, call him cabbage
i’m in first class with my feet up, b*tch, i brag different (b*tch)
[outro]
yeah
the f*ck?
it’s bratt

- big bratt lyrics

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