MAX MARA
Huh, I take flights
Nigga earned my stripes
I'm a rich bitch
Get money
Ups and downs
This my life
2021 Beamer
To put my clothes in the cleaners
These old hoes know it
That this young bitch is winnin
I like textures, not the basics
Big ass cribs with elevators
Let that Lil shit go
If it ain't about
The elevation
Shit, this Life shit wild
And it calls for separation
These niggas disgusting
Got to move with preparation
Bitch Fuck yo opinions
Shit, I don't need no validation
Sit down silent, put that shit
Up in rotation, I don't need a soul
I use myself for motivation
I wear fine jewelry, tennis necklace
Cost a bitch kit
Even dressed down
Bitch I'm still doing big shit
It look like Zara
But it came from Max Mara
You buy shit
You take that shit back
Yo life barrowed
You balled all night
Just to lay up in the trenches
Hoes do much
That's why I don't hang with these bitches
My shit fire
Shit, I love cathedral ceilings
My dog called me
Said he touched a million
He so damn gotta
Still fuck with dishes
He so ass backwards
That he still won't leave the trenches
Aye, And free my brother
Prison sentence
He ain't federal
This for all my niggas
Taking a chance at going federal
Nigga earned my stripes
I'm a rich bitch
Get money
Ups and downs
This my life
2021 Beamer
To put my clothes in the cleaners
These old hoes know it
That this young bitch is winnin
I like textures, not the basics
Big ass cribs with elevators
Let that Lil shit go
If it ain't about
The elevation
Shit, this Life shit wild
And it calls for separation
These niggas disgusting
Got to move with preparation
Bitch Fuck yo opinions
Shit, I don't need no validation
Sit down silent, put that shit
Up in rotation, I don't need a soul
I use myself for motivation
I wear fine jewelry, tennis necklace
Cost a bitch kit
Even dressed down
Bitch I'm still doing big shit
It look like Zara
But it came from Max Mara
You buy shit
You take that shit back
Yo life barrowed
You balled all night
Just to lay up in the trenches
Hoes do much
That's why I don't hang with these bitches
My shit fire
Shit, I love cathedral ceilings
My dog called me
Said he touched a million
He so damn gotta
Still fuck with dishes
He so ass backwards
That he still won't leave the trenches
Aye, And free my brother
Prison sentence
He ain't federal
This for all my niggas
Taking a chance at going federal
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Writer(s): Dajah Richbow
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