"Instant Classic" lyrics

What the damage
What the plan is
I call the pilot
I'ont 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 ill'a, I'm fo real'a
True go getter, don't play wit her
This ain't mink homie, this chinchilla
Trips to villas, coconut sippers
I can't stand no hating ass nigga
Cut they heads off, place em on my pillars
Run up if u want, my hitta
Will not miss when he pull that trigger

I'm flowin' like a river
While he rolling my swisher
You looking at the legend in the mirror
Damn, it don't get much bigger

What the damage
What the plan is
I call the pilot
I'ont 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
Self made
Well known to keep it realer
Stay paid
Learned from my local drug dealers
Use to watch the Grammys with a TV dinner
Now I sit front row waiting to see if I'm the winner

Just speaking over my life
And stacking figures
Wanna 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'ont 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