This is a song about "Class with me tudisco"

Hes done with you bitch ass, your last fish, worse than a bass, im sittin in class,

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

Along with the whole class

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

Walked with you to class, just tryna make you see

But still no one believes in me, team be like fuck that, act out in class

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Class whereby the upper, with their butlers and mongers

Dc, man over money

Non are in the same class as me

Thick lips and a sick class

I can barely wipe my ass

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

She's history, i wrecked with chemistry; technically we ain't the same class