Lethal Bizzle - First Cla** lyrics

[Hook: Wiley] I'm used to economy, but first cla** is Top service and champagne gla**es Top service and champagne gla**es I'm used to economy, but first cla** is Top service and champagne gla**es Top service and champagne gla**es [Verse 1: Lethal Bizzle] Man I'm used to economy F'ed up like the economy Please don't bother me Man's got no leg room and swag food and Leave it, chick trying to holla me Man like "wait, this sh**'s criminology" Ask for a drink, nobody acknowledge me Man go toilet, 20 man ahead of me This is a myth I deserve an apology Leave it Nowadays man can't be asked Any time when I travel Man I travel first cla** 22 champagne fill up the gla** Pop went Africa But what the rush Yeah Overwhelmed in service I put my "stay dench" headphones on White people look at me like I don't deserve this Hood cla** and the first cla** and the upper cla** And the middle cla**, feet are nervous When you see me turn left on the plane door Better know that I'm turning for a purpose Economy got me feeling worthless Even though that I know I get it in But what's the point of making money If you never gonna spend [Hook: Wiley] [Verse 2: Wiley] I'm used to economy, but first cla** is Top service and champagne gla**es A lot of space to move, WiFi Surfing on air, mind style I came back in the game with a bang Upgrade me and my dogs 'cause I can Kind of service kings and queens get The kind of service they ain't seen yet Oh, don't play with Lethal & Kan First cla** and economy ain't the same No, so different, batting long distance Emirates [??] Got WiFi, I-C-E Ain't nobody stopping these icy freaks And I can't wait to show my front teeth I wanna share 'em when I see dreams [??] hot flannel I'm not trying to be a judge on the panel But this one's winning it Yo I got so much sleep 5 hours a night I weren't living it After that flight I learned this I just got the best service Even though it might seem pricey Me going first cla** again is likely It's why I'm in [??] chilling I'm staring at the finest women No griming this way I'm gonna make a k**ing More flying more trying, gonna an ending Keep thrilling, these fans gonna know my name Still living Artists know me, I'm cool Still giving I tell my whole team please don't run ‘Cause we ain't in a hurry Plus we're still winning [Hook: Wiley] [Verse 3: Kano] Inbetweeners, dun know Will Call this Bow in the clunge-mobile Smithy to my left, chopper to my right Both out of sync like a kung fu film Blanket on, yeah, I give her the co*k pit She says no, then I give her the drop lip I'm a frequent diner, n***a Like OK boss, give her the chopsticks Look at the bar, don't give me a hot trick We just want some alcohol See my n***a Steve and Ground I want my movie Al Capone Can't take a n***a out the hood Can't take the hood out a n***a ‘Cause as soon as I would, n***a, [?] We gonna get the keys to the Bimmer Hair straight, body pear-shaped Money straight so her fare's paid [?] like she likes her man Like a scene out of Airplane W-I-F-E-Y Make your one in indigo Now I gotta send them letters first cla** And I don't need no envelope