Classic Day Songtext
von K Trap
Classic Day Songtext
Who woulda thought when I left that
Half a brick on a windowsill to dry
That I could be this fly?
Shoot man off the vespa
Now it′s fashion week front row with Skepta
Trying a different fit it's a different look
I used to put rum in that 9 of flake, I was a different cook
Put so much bricks in the hood
But I don′t miss the hood
Before I drove that double R
I only saw the stamps
Put all of these jewels on that's a Mansory lamb
Woke up in a gated community
Them works got nothing to do with me
I left the club with 2 on me
I think they know what to do with me
Bae wanna go skiing I buy her the CC fit to go
Now she looks sexy lit at the slopes
Full time rapper but I got d boy traumas
Whole shooting I still got the powder on me I can't breathe in saunas
My PYT no license still gonna park the nina
Now we in Zuma Sushi Tuna 2 Margaritas
I pick the plainest person make her a trendy bae
Five star with the sea view when I extend the stay
What a classic day
Double flap Black or grey
Been here for a while I told her smile
The bag gotta match your face
Asking politely snatching waist
She got the flattest tummy I got the flattest rates
Just got closer to my mysterious girl I′m feeling like Peter Andre
If I put these chains on that′s a Performante
Who woulda thought when I left that car with bro
That there woulda been a section 60?
Don't show me that pendant, it was less than 50
Too lit in real life so we just laugh on socials
Like how you got Goyard but no yard to go to?
Round here it′s never been silly
He was showing his rollie that's what I paid for the glizzy
Full time musician but I still fly the flag
Seen Molly Mae with it she wanna find a bag
She′s going Che Nai Nai
Getting it now can't wait for the pay day
Bad boy and a rapper
Walked in with the SK and I walked out AJ
I pick the plainest person make her a trendy bae
Five star with the sea view when I extend the stay
What a classic day
Double flap Black or grey
Been here for a while I told her smile
The bag gotta match your face
Asking politely, snatching waist
She got the flattest tummy
I got the flattest rates
Half a brick on a windowsill to dry
That I could be this fly?
Shoot man off the vespa
Now it′s fashion week front row with Skepta
Trying a different fit it's a different look
I used to put rum in that 9 of flake, I was a different cook
Put so much bricks in the hood
But I don′t miss the hood
Before I drove that double R
I only saw the stamps
Put all of these jewels on that's a Mansory lamb
Woke up in a gated community
Them works got nothing to do with me
I left the club with 2 on me
I think they know what to do with me
Bae wanna go skiing I buy her the CC fit to go
Now she looks sexy lit at the slopes
Full time rapper but I got d boy traumas
Whole shooting I still got the powder on me I can't breathe in saunas
My PYT no license still gonna park the nina
Now we in Zuma Sushi Tuna 2 Margaritas
I pick the plainest person make her a trendy bae
Five star with the sea view when I extend the stay
What a classic day
Double flap Black or grey
Been here for a while I told her smile
The bag gotta match your face
Asking politely snatching waist
She got the flattest tummy I got the flattest rates
Just got closer to my mysterious girl I′m feeling like Peter Andre
If I put these chains on that′s a Performante
Who woulda thought when I left that car with bro
That there woulda been a section 60?
Don't show me that pendant, it was less than 50
Too lit in real life so we just laugh on socials
Like how you got Goyard but no yard to go to?
Round here it′s never been silly
He was showing his rollie that's what I paid for the glizzy
Full time musician but I still fly the flag
Seen Molly Mae with it she wanna find a bag
She′s going Che Nai Nai
Getting it now can't wait for the pay day
Bad boy and a rapper
Walked in with the SK and I walked out AJ
I pick the plainest person make her a trendy bae
Five star with the sea view when I extend the stay
What a classic day
Double flap Black or grey
Been here for a while I told her smile
The bag gotta match your face
Asking politely, snatching waist
She got the flattest tummy
I got the flattest rates
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