The Classmates - O.D. lyrics

Uhu

It's the ones that smoke blunts with ya
See your picture
Now they wanna grab they guns
And come and get ya
It's the ones that smoke blunts with ya
See your picture
Now they wanna grab they guns
And come and get ya

Kinda quiet right now
Ill turn this shit just for us
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Uh, I'm the one, but ain't Ne Yo
So I don't need to sell
For the home that boost my ego
So much BAPE, I should personally know Nigo
I keep up all my three bows
Yes, I got a trio, oh oh, oh oh
They yell and they
I'm so high and it's hard for me to see below
Up a great mass so when groupies stop by
I always check the people
But I love it when they stop by
Even if to say "Hi!" cause, I am like high
I get the sense that I can touch the sky
My mind is full is full of art
Like ay, I go to
I just joined the mount high club
But, I owe you some bad moves, baby
But your friend providing me lately
Oh, I mean they driving me crazy
It's gonna take more than a
Sabbath to save me we so go double OD
So much swag in this room, we finna OD
They can't control me
Cause I be on the same high
As the kids in the OC

My presence is a must, pastilles free