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firstclass
by TRAPEASE & Josiah Davis & JASXN
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Sitting first class
You forget what surrounds you
You let the nice big seat form around you
You lean back and look out the window
Take advantage of the first class pillow
Hot towels
Champagne
While everybody in the back of the plane
Endures bended knees and close proximities
And little to no room for the extra things inside the carry-ons
But you knocked out like a ball from Barry Bonds
You got your AirPods listening to Bellion
It’s really on 10 in the front of the plane
It’s insane how much its worth the pay
But we ain’t pay for this
We got here making hits
We got to luxury from out the wilderness
We on a string strung high and we walking with no nets
When we resting in God’s hands, we don't need orange vests
Yeah, you better duck now
This was premeditated, got the gun, pow
Pandas whipping something up, call it Kung Pao
Girl, I ain’t in to you, I don’t need luck now
Making sure we on time with the bussdown
Making sure we on the rise, coming up now
The only thing that could take us out our trapeze state of mind
Is if our first class ride got struck down
Sitting first class
You forget what surrounds you
You let the nice big seat form around you
You lean back and look out the window
Take advantage of the first class pillow
Hot towels
Champagne
While everybody in the back of the plane
Endures bended knees and close proximities
And little to no room for the extra things inside the carry-ons
But you knocked out like a ball from Barry Bonds
You got your AirPods listening to Bellion
It’s really on 10 in the front of the plane
It’s insane how much its worth the pay
But we ain’t pay for this
We got here making hits
We got to luxury from out the wilderness
We on a string strung high and we walking with no nets
When we resting in God’s hands, we don't need orange vests
Yeah, you better duck now
This was premeditated, got the gun, pow
Pandas whipping something up, call it Kung Pao
Girl, I ain’t in to you, I don’t need luck now
Making sure we on time with the bussdown
Making sure we on the rise, coming up now
The only thing that could take us out our trapeze state of mind
Is if our first class ride got struck down
