Prada
I'm pushin that product
I dress her in Prada
And I count it up, like it's some stocks
That shit is nada
I watch for the karma
I see all the commas
That shit uncommon, I come from the bottom
I blocked all the drama
I'm pushin that product
I dress her in Prada
And I count it up, like it's some stocks
That shit is nada
I watch for the karma
I see all the commas
That shit uncommon, I come from the bottom
I blocked all the drama
She just want salary
Stackin my celery
Money all there, well you know that it better be
Trynna be better me
She wanna flatter me
Burning these grams like I'm burning calories
Damn
She do her dance
I spend some bands
Shit feeling graphic like on a porn
Do it no hands
I finish last
When I try to leave she want an encore
She always on call and she always want more
Like I wanna live and you got me bored
I'm not going on tour but my ass is gone
She wanna write wrongs
Well I wanna write songs
Damn
I'm feeling confident
That shit is obvious
Comin for thrones
Ain't no one topping us
Pardon my cockiness
Notice the copy us
They soundin old like they use a floppy disk
I'm pushin that product
I dress her in Prada
And I count it up, like it's some stocks
That shit is nada
I watch for the karma
I see all the commas
That shit uncommon, I come from the bottom
I blocked all the drama
I'm pushin that product
I dress her in Prada
And I count it up, like it's some stocks
That shit is nada
I watch for the karma
I see all the commas
That shit uncommon, I come from the bottom
I blocked all the drama
I dress her in Prada
And I count it up, like it's some stocks
That shit is nada
I watch for the karma
I see all the commas
That shit uncommon, I come from the bottom
I blocked all the drama
I'm pushin that product
I dress her in Prada
And I count it up, like it's some stocks
That shit is nada
I watch for the karma
I see all the commas
That shit uncommon, I come from the bottom
I blocked all the drama
She just want salary
Stackin my celery
Money all there, well you know that it better be
Trynna be better me
She wanna flatter me
Burning these grams like I'm burning calories
Damn
She do her dance
I spend some bands
Shit feeling graphic like on a porn
Do it no hands
I finish last
When I try to leave she want an encore
She always on call and she always want more
Like I wanna live and you got me bored
I'm not going on tour but my ass is gone
She wanna write wrongs
Well I wanna write songs
Damn
I'm feeling confident
That shit is obvious
Comin for thrones
Ain't no one topping us
Pardon my cockiness
Notice the copy us
They soundin old like they use a floppy disk
I'm pushin that product
I dress her in Prada
And I count it up, like it's some stocks
That shit is nada
I watch for the karma
I see all the commas
That shit uncommon, I come from the bottom
I blocked all the drama
I'm pushin that product
I dress her in Prada
And I count it up, like it's some stocks
That shit is nada
I watch for the karma
I see all the commas
That shit uncommon, I come from the bottom
I blocked all the drama
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Writer(s): Luke Nicholas
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