This is a song about "Classy not trashy"

The first to see you not,

They burn on every block

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Figuratively, not literally

Where all the raunchy fat white trashy blondes be at

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

Not gonna lie we're not happy family

I need money in a major way

Nah, not for real. that's not what i meant to say

Hopin' that my niggas see

Or spliff it if you classy

And i know you lookin at me like you don't speak english

It's not horrendous, but i'm not a fan of this

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Notice how your boy spittin' livin' classy