Текст песни S CLASS - Princeton Skye

Riding in a beam without the tags
No S Class
That's a brag
E 30 in that bitch I floor the gas
That's my brother he don't slide without the mask naw

New lil mama and she like to ride it fast
She like my twin
Bout her paper
Bout her stacks
New lil 'cedes, but she got the S Class
Need somebody that can multiply and add now

(All my girls get down on the floor)
She 'bout her bag
She chase a stack
She 'bout her bag
She chasing stacks
I'm with, you with it
Five percentage on the tintage
Got mirrored c's on her titties
But the double D'S ain't printed
Watch how I turn this band to a coupe
Yeah (yeah) these hunnids all new
If you a bad bitch with a down south ass
Can I hit it from the back like ooh
Hit my dance right hip got a tool
Left hip got a real bad chick
I can tell that she come from the boot
Third line, got a real bad itch
Put a Prius car on my tooth
Saint here in a mink, all blue
Jimmy got a lot to prove
So ima let my dawg loose
Nothing else that I can do
'cept spin the car when he shoot
Tired of regular news
Drip or drown this a pool
Drip or drown this a cruise
We was tired of hiding the truth
Best in the G and the screw
Best in the G and the screw

Niggas getting cozy they way too cozy
Slipping like they know me but they don't know me
Mamba mental,Kobe
No beef, no Kobe yeah
This the new not old me
So you don't know me