Lyrics to Instant Classic
What the damage? What the plan is?
I call the pilot, I don't check baggage
We living lavish, smoking that cabbage
You looking at a instant classic
You looking at a instant classic
You looking at a instant classic
No one iller, I'm for realer
True go getter, don't play with her (No)
This ain't mink, homie, this chinchilla (This chinchilla)
Trips to villas, coconut sippers (Uh)
I can't stand no hating ass nigga
Cut thye head off, place 'em on my pillars
Run up if you want, my hitter
Will not miss when he pull that trigger (Uh)
Uh, I'm flowin' like a river
While he rolling my Swisher
You looking at a legend in the mirror
Damn, it don't get much bigger, uh
What the damage? What the plan is?
I call the pilot, I don't check baggage
We living lavish, smoking that cabbage
You looking at a instant classic
You looking at a instant classic
You looking at a instant classic
Percy Miller, I'm so thriller
Only competition is the man in the mirror
Running this shit, hopping in and out of Sprinters
A bitch slimmer, but I'm still the breadwinner (Winner)
Self-made, well known to keep it realer
Stay paid, learned from my local drug dealers
Used to watch the Grammys with a TV dinner
Now I sit front row, waiting to see if I'm the winner, uh
Just speaking over my life and stacking figures
Want the C-Major notes and keep it low like a tenor
If I hit the stage then you know they sent the scrilla
They fiend for the kid, I'm something like a big dealer, nigga
What the damage? What the plan is?
I call the pilot, I don't check baggage
We living lavish, smoking that cabbage
You looking at a instant classic
You looking at a instant classic
You looking at a instant classic
I call the pilot, I don't check baggage
We living lavish, smoking that cabbage
You looking at a instant classic
You looking at a instant classic
You looking at a instant classic
No one iller, I'm for realer
True go getter, don't play with her (No)
This ain't mink, homie, this chinchilla (This chinchilla)
Trips to villas, coconut sippers (Uh)
I can't stand no hating ass nigga
Cut thye head off, place 'em on my pillars
Run up if you want, my hitter
Will not miss when he pull that trigger (Uh)
Uh, I'm flowin' like a river
While he rolling my Swisher
You looking at a legend in the mirror
Damn, it don't get much bigger, uh
What the damage? What the plan is?
I call the pilot, I don't check baggage
We living lavish, smoking that cabbage
You looking at a instant classic
You looking at a instant classic
You looking at a instant classic
Percy Miller, I'm so thriller
Only competition is the man in the mirror
Running this shit, hopping in and out of Sprinters
A bitch slimmer, but I'm still the breadwinner (Winner)
Self-made, well known to keep it realer
Stay paid, learned from my local drug dealers
Used to watch the Grammys with a TV dinner
Now I sit front row, waiting to see if I'm the winner, uh
Just speaking over my life and stacking figures
Want the C-Major notes and keep it low like a tenor
If I hit the stage then you know they sent the scrilla
They fiend for the kid, I'm something like a big dealer, nigga
What the damage? What the plan is?
I call the pilot, I don't check baggage
We living lavish, smoking that cabbage
You looking at a instant classic
You looking at a instant classic
You looking at a instant classic
