CLASSY. [CLEAN]

[VERSE 1]

I was born a very awkward person.

And the (the s word is reversed) they throw at me, it just worsens.

Come at me, catch these hands.

You always flex with all them fake (fake) brands.

I swear to god, boy, I'm finna go ham.

Get your silverware and meet me on Instagram.

I'm 'bout to give your face a kilogram.

Stop hoarding all that ---- and give me a milligram.

I just wanna escape.

Not like I wanna be fed a grape.

I ain't even wanna write more songs for a tape.

I don't even have the guts to ask her to a date.

My boy Swagga ain't even real, just my alter ego.

Yeah, I keep it real, my followers will go to zero.

And then all the (the s word is distorted) that I aspired for goes out the window!

Forget being positive; I ain't even got dough!!

 

[CHORUS]

I don't wanna be classy.

I ain't allowed to be angry.

If I show it, I'll get knocked into next week!

I really mean it now when I say let me speak.

I don't wanna be classy.

I ain't allowed to be angry.

If I show it, I'll get knocked into next week!

I really mean it now when I say let me speak.

 

[VERSE 2]

Someone will prop this, and then they'll leave.

I made my own religion, but only I believe.

I'm just looking for some peace.

When she walk into the room, it's like a million dang degrees.

Stop with the zen ---- before I slam you into the earth beneath.

These momos make me mad that I don't even know the word please!

BONFIRE's more cheesey than MEMORIES.

You know I can roast you with real ease.

 

[CHORUS]

I don't wanna be classy.

I ain't allowed to be angry.

If I show it, I'll get knocked into next week!

I really mean it now when I say let me speak.

I don't wanna be classy.

I ain't allowed to be angry.

If I show it, I'll get knocked into next week!

I really mean it now when I say let me speak.

 

[VERSE 3]

Stress is like a ninja, it terrorizes you with mental blades.

It's been everyone's problem for decades.

I don't have any diamond silverware or any gold plates.

But stress claims to have those, so I drowned him in my mental waves.

But he's immortal, you don't know how he behaves.

I still have obsession with perfection, ----- mistakes!

Shut up before I come at you with spades.

 

[OUTRO]

I don't know anymore.

No, I'm not depressed.

It's more like addressing my imperfections.

I still don't have the ----- to tell that girl I love her.

----- it, it won't happen.

Lemme fade this out.