S-Class by Ty James Lyrics

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I'm fuckin' bad hoes you still in the friend zone
I'm scorin' like the end zone and ridin' in a benz'o
Ask yo bitch my name she gon say thats ty james
I got diamonds on my chain i was born to make it rain

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S-Class lyrics [Ty James]

Ty James: S-Class Lyrics






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  • Produced: Ty James
  • Release Date: September 14, 2018

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[intro]

(The Real Ty James)

[Chorus]

Whats that?
Already graduated but i'm in an s-class
Remember being down now i'm countin' all stacks
Always posted up with the squad like shaq
And we all strapped
And its all facts
If i fucked your bitch my nigga thats my bad
Had to run it up the same way, its my bag
If you not first my nigga then that's last
Sorry i'mma pass
All i smoke is gas

[verse]

I'm fuckin' bad hoes you still in the friend zone
I'm scorin' like the end zone and ridin' in a benz'o
Ask yo bitch my name she gon say thats ty james
I got diamonds on my chain i was born to make it rain

I ain't fucking with these niggas 'cause these niggas is some bitches
Bitch i came up from the bottom i turned rags into these riches
And his bitch all in my phone like how the fuck she get my digits
All them niggas hatin on me now i'm flexin they like crickets, yeah
Oooh how you feel now im flexin in a lambo
My niggas kill like rambo, play hoes just like pianos
I'm lit just like a candle, i'm made out with the handles
Got on my gucci sandles, ball hard Julius Randle

All these hoes in my phone, tryna give me x and o's
Where were you when i was broke, 50 bands just for a show
I done came up and these niggas can't stand it
Fuck i'm outstanding
I'm up never landin'

[Chorus]

Whats that?
Already graduated but i'm in an s-class
Remember being down now i'm countin' all stacks
Always posted up with the squad like shaq
And we all strapped
And its all facts
If i fucked your bitch my nigga thats my bad
Had to run it up the same way, its my bag
If you not first my nigga then that's last
Sorry i'mma pass
All i smoke is gas