Style Ain't Free

June, you're a genius
Yeah, open up, hey

Mane, look, stop it (Stop)
Always got my name in some gossip (Hot topic)
White diamonds, triple K like a Nazi (Ice)
Big BreadGang chain came from Wafi (Baguetti)
That redbone you crushing, she want me to fuck her
I'm three hours late, sippin' 'Tussin (Ready)
She dropped off the head just to stop me from fussin'
And that's what you call a concussion (Here, gone, hey)

Went hard 'fore I ever made a rap check
Getting money out the streets (Getting money off the pavement)
Ducked off, I was serving on the Southside
But I stayed in the East (But I stayed in the East)
Told a bitch 'cause I want some hot wings and road tale
We don't go out to eat (Hell nah, we don't do that)
What we doing, we gon' mob a nigga up then (Up)
Wipe the dick off neat (Wipe the dick off good)
Give a fuck about a ring but I'm smoking with it
In case killers steal my jeans, I was eating a hot plate
Tryna reach a new level, these niggas too content
Big homie might snap, he gon' do it out the trench
She got it sewed in, but I'm pulling every inch
Just to get a hotel, now we fuck behind tint
Had to get a nigga hit, 'cause he tried to go against
Pulled up in his yard, left his ass on the fence (Uh)
It ain't no end to this trend (End this)
Double our truck, ain't no formatted Benz
They like, "He at it again" (How?)
I just put me in a new whip and I win (Skrrt)
I'm having way too much money (Money, way too much)
Make a bitch dizzy the way that I spin (Uh)
I'm having way too much money
Count up and repeat it again (Like a replay)

Mane, look, stop it (Stop)
Always got my name in some gossip (Hot topic)
White diamonds, triple K like a Nazi (Ice)
Big BreadGang chain came from Wafi (Baguetti)
That redbone you crushing, she want me to fuck her
I'm three hours late, sippin' 'Tussin (Woo, woo, ready)
She dropped off the head just to stop me from fussin' (Woo)
And that's what you call a concussion (Offset)

Little buddy got the 5 but don't pop it (Little buddy)
All of mine came from the faucet (AP)
Lamborghini (Forgiato) wet, mop it (Forgiato)
Glock 40, shoot his shoulder out his socket (Bow, bow)
Big dick, you could whip it like hibachi
Walking in my robes, it's Versace, Versace ('Sace)
69 shooters and they're nothing like Tekashi (Ha)
Keep one in the head, tryna cock it, they done shot you (Bow, bow)
Switch it, the Lambo, the Maybach, the 'Rari (Ooh)
Sorry, pardon, my drip retarded (Drip, huh)
I've spent Marvin the Martian (Huh)
Better get your bitch up off the market (Huh)
Young Vince Carter with the carbon (Huh)
I'ma paint a picture in your head, I'm an artist (Artist)
Richard Mille wet, and it got my wrist soggy (Wet)
Hit it from the back, style, doggy (Yeah)
Mason Margiela, my coat (Margiela, ho)
When you was wet, I was broke, no hope (Broke)
I put the plug in the yolk and I go
Therefore the sauna, I live by the oath (Hey, yeah)
Got to get the money bag, yo (Yeah)
Fifteen hundred, two-three times, then four (Yeah)
Nigga better cross that line, we gon' blow
It's a bust down, can't even see the time in this ho (Ice)

Mane, look, stop it (Stop)
Always got my name in some gossip (Hot topic)
White diamonds, triple K like a Nazi (Ice)
Big BreadGang chain came from Wafi (Baguetti)
That redbone you crushing, she want me to fuck her
I'm three hours late, sippin' 'Tussin (Ready)
She dropped off the head just to stop me from fussin'
And that's what you call a concussion (Here, gone, hey)

Let me see your wrists (Haha)
This ain't it, I just spoke with the chief (I just spoke with your boss)
Coming straight off the top, Chanel bandana
This style ain't free (Shit cost a fee)
Yeah, uh, uh, uh, uh
Style ain't free
Gotta pay for this here



Credits
Writer(s): Kiari Cephus, June James, Demario White
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