[Chorus] Some o' them boys is classics Others o' them classy, chasin' that blip (they ain't not doubtin' it's outin') Some o' them boys, we cast them Others are master-gassin', bankin' them chips (it's outstanding) [Verse] Runnin' around tryna sign like the greats (like Prince) Wanna shift bass like the greats? Man, listen Sound like Triton packed in a speaker This one playin' Mr. Silk Labrynthe (rest in peace) Stone called it, they monopolized the game As ya can see (I believe), she a classic Blew through the wall (thick), hit the floor (like a cannonball), hissed and disappeared A ghost called it, traceable through the chips (on the board) Me and the boys found it, know what it is (sixty-four bits) It's Mr. SO (ooOo), got the blip's counterfeits, we breakin' it (think again) (Yep, fantastic) They ain't authentic (eh gangsta) Ready for the new classic (never) [Chorus] Some o' them boys is classics Others o' them classy, chasin' that blip (they ain't not doubtin' it's outin') Some o' them boys, we cast them Others are master-gassin', bankin' them chips (it's outstanding) Some o' them boys is classics Others o' them classy, chasin' that blip (they ain't not doubtin' and shoutin') Some o' them boys, we cast them Others are master-gassin', bankin' them chips (it's outstanding)