Expensive Taste
Me and my shawty connect like wifi
We makin' movies, ain't no sci-fi
Choppa make a nigga dance
Do the cha cha
We slide, slide
Beam got him like Popeye
And ahhh, ahhh
She think imma play her like guitar
Galleria, buy her what she want
All the Christian Dior, Louis Vuitton
Ahhh, ah
Yeah
Take lil' shawty shopping
Buy her Gucci and Chanel
Then we go to LA, we at rodéo
Tell him he slide, get him gone
Pack in the mail
We gone send 'em up
Nah fuck it, send him to hell
And say he from the trenches
And he be slidin'
I can't tell
I don't trap, but I got niggas
That make that dope float on the scale
Put them pounds up on his head
Them junkies on him for that bale
He don't trap 'cause he'll get robbed
That nigga scared of makin sales
'Cause he can't market his self
And when I was down bad
Niggas ain't offer me help
And when I made all my mistakes
I had to fix 'em myself
And if he think he got that drop
He gon' get put on a shelf
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Me and my shawty connect like wifi
We makin' movies, ain't no sci-fi
Choppa make a nigga dance
Do the cha cha
We slide, slide
Beam got him like Popeye
And ahhh, ahhh
She think imma play her like guitar
Galleria, buy her what she want
All the Christian Dior, Louis Vuitton
Ahhh, ah
Yeah
Louis, Birkín, she want a bag
Tryna take her on a trip
And she ain't even gotta ask
She know I'm a athletic nigga
I catch it if she ask
And we be fuckin' while my songs play
I'm still gon' run it back
Before COVID-19
My niggas used to wearing masks
'Cause we was slidin' everyday
My nigga ridin' wit' that K
You know I gotta let it spray
Got off the opps but it's still fuck 'em
Don't know why they think they safe
And I could buy her 30 cars
She still done ride it everyday
She got expensive taste yeah
Tryna get the Audemars
And flood the face, yeah
I got shawty drippin' like the Everglades, yeah
When she pop a perc
She in outer space, yeah yeah
Me and my shawty connect like wifi
We makin' movies, ain't no sci-fi
Choppa make a nigga dance
Do the cha cha
We slide, slide
Beam got him like Popeye
And ahhh, ahhh
She think imma play her like guitar
Galleria, buy her what she want
All the Christian Dior, Louis Vuitton
Ahhh, ah
We makin' movies, ain't no sci-fi
Choppa make a nigga dance
Do the cha cha
We slide, slide
Beam got him like Popeye
And ahhh, ahhh
She think imma play her like guitar
Galleria, buy her what she want
All the Christian Dior, Louis Vuitton
Ahhh, ah
Yeah
Take lil' shawty shopping
Buy her Gucci and Chanel
Then we go to LA, we at rodéo
Tell him he slide, get him gone
Pack in the mail
We gone send 'em up
Nah fuck it, send him to hell
And say he from the trenches
And he be slidin'
I can't tell
I don't trap, but I got niggas
That make that dope float on the scale
Put them pounds up on his head
Them junkies on him for that bale
He don't trap 'cause he'll get robbed
That nigga scared of makin sales
'Cause he can't market his self
And when I was down bad
Niggas ain't offer me help
And when I made all my mistakes
I had to fix 'em myself
And if he think he got that drop
He gon' get put on a shelf
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Me and my shawty connect like wifi
We makin' movies, ain't no sci-fi
Choppa make a nigga dance
Do the cha cha
We slide, slide
Beam got him like Popeye
And ahhh, ahhh
She think imma play her like guitar
Galleria, buy her what she want
All the Christian Dior, Louis Vuitton
Ahhh, ah
Yeah
Louis, Birkín, she want a bag
Tryna take her on a trip
And she ain't even gotta ask
She know I'm a athletic nigga
I catch it if she ask
And we be fuckin' while my songs play
I'm still gon' run it back
Before COVID-19
My niggas used to wearing masks
'Cause we was slidin' everyday
My nigga ridin' wit' that K
You know I gotta let it spray
Got off the opps but it's still fuck 'em
Don't know why they think they safe
And I could buy her 30 cars
She still done ride it everyday
She got expensive taste yeah
Tryna get the Audemars
And flood the face, yeah
I got shawty drippin' like the Everglades, yeah
When she pop a perc
She in outer space, yeah yeah
Me and my shawty connect like wifi
We makin' movies, ain't no sci-fi
Choppa make a nigga dance
Do the cha cha
We slide, slide
Beam got him like Popeye
And ahhh, ahhh
She think imma play her like guitar
Galleria, buy her what she want
All the Christian Dior, Louis Vuitton
Ahhh, ah
Credits
Writer(s): Khari Elijah Douglas, Ybf K Sauce
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