Classy

[Chorus: Don Toliver]

I like a bitch freaky, nasty (Oh)

Better recognize me when you walk past me

You know her hoe ratchet, classy (Ratchet, ooh)

A bad bitch come with attachments

But she love to finesse, matchin' (Finesse)

You thought you was hatin', she cappin'

[Verse 1: Don Toliver]

She hit the strip club by 10 (10)

Tryna get the money for the kids (Let's go)

Workin' it, workin' it, twerkin' it, twerkin' it

Shawty finna bring it all in

All your rent money shawty done spent (Oh)

Pullin' up to the club, straight bent (Let's go)

She goin' down on a nigga, no tint

I'ma feel better when I'm diggin' her shit

It's the way that it is (Woo)

Shoot it right through the lens (Woo)

Back at the crib, we takin' it in (Uh, oh)

She got to poppin' it, I got to poppin' it

She got on top of it, I got to rockin' it

I can't explain the life that I live

I can't complain about the shit that I hate

Don't open your mouth, don't tell that nigga

You know how I call, that's the reason that I hit you

[Chorus: Don Toliver]

I like a bitch freaky, nasty (Oh)

Better recognize me when you walk past me

You know her hoe ratchet, classy (Ahh, ratchet, ooh)

A bad bitch come with attachments (Yee, yee)

But she love to finesse, matchin' (Finesse)

You thought you was hatin', she cappin'

[Verse 2: Sheck Wes]

I hit that pussy (Yeah), then passed it (Ow)

Sheck Wes disappear like magic

Drip out my bitch (Bitch), high fashion (Drip her)

A fine bad bitch my passion

I don't give a fuck (Fuck), it ain't natural (No)

I'm hittin' that shit if it's plastic

Long as you make that shit shake (Shake it)

I ain't got no complaints (Get naked)

It's just me and my gang (Gang)

Jack (Yeah), Cactus (Bitch)

What I'm jackin' since a young age (Age)

Sheck (Wes), Wes and his boys been trappin'

We make it rain (Bitch), snow forecasted

She like my name, got that shit tatted (Tat, tat)

Brand new Mercedes, bought her a Wagon (Yeah)

Her pussy crazy, freaky, she nasty

[Chorus: Don Toliver & Sheck Wes]

I like a bitch freaky, nasty (Oh, fye)

Better recognize me when you walk past me

You know her hoe ratchet, classy (Ratchet, ooh)

A bad bitch come with attachments

But she love to finesse, matchin' (Finesse)

You thought you was hatin', she cappin'

[Instrumental Outro]