This is a song about "Classy but sassy"

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Notice how your boy spittin' livin' classy

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

She think she cute she think she classy but straight up that girl is nasty.

Nah i ain't sprung or nothing

But who knows what's right, but life's something

I used to be jigga but

I don't really give a fuck

But his trigger finger itching, tongue was wither but still spitting.

Was just such a fufilling feeling, we stuck in the building

Pardon me if i'm sweating you but

Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck