First Class Wale (Ft. Big Sean & B.o.B)

[Hook]
Fell asleep in first class
Hoes calling my phone, but fuck it
I'll get to em when I land
And I ain't trying to land
Cause time is money
So while you worry about the hoes
I kill shows and bag more clothes
It’s Polo: check
These Jordan 4′s: check
These women know what I’m on

[Verse 1 - Wale]
Look, viewin life from the 36th floor
Trying to renovate the game
I ain't happy with the score
Insubordinate for good reason
As I coordinate the perfect feature
A working genius, a work of art
That's how I see it
Cause I can bring you to your dreams like Jesus
Holiday season, Obama’s good neighbour
I ain't talkative neither
But got comma’s in my statement
My bitches fuck me good
In the morning make me bacon
And even when I make em
Mad, still make em naked
And I don’t take no dames out
I just spit my game out
She don’t give her nigga head
Cause I fuck all her brains out
Hey, that's cold-blooded
Hey, these hoes love it
Roll up was $4
Doja was four hundred
Dolce Gabbanna stunting
A young nigga love it
Why ya'll be getting mad?
We only getting money!