CK

Turn it up a little bit
And I could hear the autotune, turn that shit off
Gang, theres delay but I don't give a fuck
Just kidding, sike, Aye yuh

Calvin Klein I put it on my waist, Aye
Hermés on my body say my grace, Aye
She just hit me up she want a taste
I don't fuck around I'm 1300 we don't play, Aye
Calvin Klein I put it on my waist, Aye
Hermés on my body say my grace, Aye
She just hit me up she want a taste
I don't fuck around I'm 1300 we don't play, Aye
Yuh
You don't know where we started, was hard, but we made it don't know how, Aye
Hermés from head to the toe
Gucci, Louie V, bust down the whole crown
Smoke there's no oxygen up in the atmosphere
All this loud in the air make it hard to hear
I've been skirting this lambo not hard to steer
Chilling with my youngins' only been here for about a year
Got some model bitches walking with us everywhere

Hit up my shooter i'm up in the alley with all of my dogs we gone spray
We don't do smoke if you gay
Hit you all up in the rib and you better be cautious and stay out the way
Ima be swerving all in my lane so these bitches be curving
Louie and Gucci picked up with the earnings
I did what I did so my haters get nervous
Aye
And I picked up Fendi everyday
I just got Balencies but I copped these anyway
You was a nobody and you finna break away
And it's looking like November 'cuz I'm getting to the cake

Woah aye yuh
Don't do chores
She came to the crib show my sheets on the floor
Aye, free my dogs
Hell nah bro I don't work no more
Recording more songs
Hit up 1300 cause we going on tour
Thats a world tour
Evil memories
One day when I die hope my fans all remember me
Yeah yeah yeah
Im walking in some brand new Rafs
And i'm getting handed bags full of cash cash cash
Yeah i'll drop like 5k on some clothes
I got Calvin Klein hugging my hoes
What I know, no one knows
If I was president it wouldn't be like this
The world would be a much better place
I seen you talk a lot of shit on social media but you a pussy you won't say it to my face
(You a bitch)

Calvin Klein I put it on my waist, Aye
Hermés on my body say my grace, Aye
She just hit me up she want a taste
I don't fuck around I'm 1300 we don't play, Aye
Calvin Klein I put it on my waist, Aye
Hermés on my body say my grace, Aye
She just hit me up she want a taste
I don't fuck around I'm 1300 we don't play, Aye
Yuh aye
You don't know where we started, was hard, but we made it don't know how, Aye
Hermés from head to the toe
Gucci, Louie V, bust down the whole crown
Smoke there's no oxygen up in the atmosphere
All this loud in the air make it hard to hear
I've been skirting this lambo not hard to steer
Chilling with my youngins' only been here for about a year
Got some model bitches walking with us everywhere

I don't need no Tommies yeah I got these Calvin's on me
Check my belt wallet and my tee shirt homie
Yeah that's money honey sweet like candy
She go crazy when I pull up in the catty
I ain't got no time for a hater in my face
Yeah you see the Calvin Klein ima put it on my waste
Blue faced my pay we gone stack it like it's cake
ATM hit finesse I think we gotta make a play
Yeah I kick back and mix up the style
I relax while shifting the isles
That Gucci a Prada look wild
Lil baby and Gunna inspired
The fits burning hotter then fire
Don't spark up no lighter
Run off on the press
I'm moving like Kanye go west
The Bape keep that bang on my chest
Lil shawty she ride
Lil shawty she ride

Yuh aye
You don't know where we started, was hard, but we made it don't know how, Aye
Hermés from head to the toe
Gucci, Louie V, bust down the whole crown
Smoke there's no oxygen up in the atmosphere
All this loud in the air make it hard to hear
I've been skirting this lambo not hard to steer
Chilling with my youngins' only been here for about a year
Got some model bitches walking with us everywhere

Woah oh oh oh



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Writer(s): Anthony Do
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