Rick Owens
Uh, yeah, Jetski, brr
Whoa, yeah
(Oh my God, Ronny) ooh
Louis V on Louis V (ooh), I just spent like 50 G's (yeah)
Bitch, I'm really rich-rich (huh?), no, this ain't no EDD (bitch)
Glocks all in the DoubleTree (brr), I'm with all the fuckery (yeah)
I'm really the youngest flexer, two houses right on the beach (what?)
If-if-if he wanna, cook his ass up like some Benihanas (cook it up)
Balenciagas cost me like about a thousand dollars (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
In Ibiza, bitches wanna slurp me (huh?) like a slushy (brr)
Bitches on they Instagram (yeah, yeah) do anythin' to fuck me (what?)
Rick Owens, Balenciaga (yeah)
Rick Owens, Balenciaga (uh)
Rick Owens, Balenciaga (esskeetit)
Rick Owens, Balenciaga
I be with them scammers (huh?)
Hangin' with them killers and them robbers (esskeetit)
I be with them scammers
Hangin' with them killers and them robbers (uh)
Hermès on my (yeah, yeah) Glock
Glock, Glock, Glock, Glock, Glock (pow-pow-pow)
Bitch, I'm sippin' red (yeah) with some Wock
Wock, Wock, Wock (pow-pow-pow)
I am way too rich, I don't even gotta talk-talk (no way)
My chains is too heavy, I could barely fuckin' walk-walk (yeah, huh?)
If she ain't suckin' or fuckin' she better get on (get on)
I just went to Elliot and spent a quarter million (yeah)
Forgiatos, I'ma put it on a Lamb' truck (yeah, huh? Whoa)
At E11EVEN with my boy Ronny throwin' racks up (brr, ayy)
I just hit ten hoes in the row, I need a check-up (yeah)
Spikes on my neck made me bleed, yeah, I'm fed up (ayy-ayy)
I got 50 bitches in the club, they actin' extra (who?)
Got a blicky with me at the spot, don't get streched up (pow-pow-pow, ah)
Rick Owens, Balenciaga (yeah)
Rick Owens, Balenciaga (uh)
Rick Owens, Balenciaga (esskeetit)
Rick Owens, Balenciaga
I be with them scammers (huh?)
Hangin' with them killers and them robbers (esskeetit)
I be with them scammers
Hangin' with them killers and them robbers (uh)
Hermès on my (yeah, yeah) Glock
Glock, Glock, Glock, Glock, Glock (pow-pow-pow)
Bitch, I'm sippin' red (yeah) with some Wock
Wock, Wock, Wock (pow-pow-pow)
I am way too rich, I don't even gotta talk-talk (no way)
My chains is too heavy, I could barely fuckin' walk-walk (yeah, huh?)
(Rick Owens, Balenciaga)
(Rick Owens, Balenciaga)
(Rick Owens, Balenciaga)
(Rick Owens, Balenciaga)
Whoa, yeah
(Oh my God, Ronny) ooh
Louis V on Louis V (ooh), I just spent like 50 G's (yeah)
Bitch, I'm really rich-rich (huh?), no, this ain't no EDD (bitch)
Glocks all in the DoubleTree (brr), I'm with all the fuckery (yeah)
I'm really the youngest flexer, two houses right on the beach (what?)
If-if-if he wanna, cook his ass up like some Benihanas (cook it up)
Balenciagas cost me like about a thousand dollars (yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
In Ibiza, bitches wanna slurp me (huh?) like a slushy (brr)
Bitches on they Instagram (yeah, yeah) do anythin' to fuck me (what?)
Rick Owens, Balenciaga (yeah)
Rick Owens, Balenciaga (uh)
Rick Owens, Balenciaga (esskeetit)
Rick Owens, Balenciaga
I be with them scammers (huh?)
Hangin' with them killers and them robbers (esskeetit)
I be with them scammers
Hangin' with them killers and them robbers (uh)
Hermès on my (yeah, yeah) Glock
Glock, Glock, Glock, Glock, Glock (pow-pow-pow)
Bitch, I'm sippin' red (yeah) with some Wock
Wock, Wock, Wock (pow-pow-pow)
I am way too rich, I don't even gotta talk-talk (no way)
My chains is too heavy, I could barely fuckin' walk-walk (yeah, huh?)
If she ain't suckin' or fuckin' she better get on (get on)
I just went to Elliot and spent a quarter million (yeah)
Forgiatos, I'ma put it on a Lamb' truck (yeah, huh? Whoa)
At E11EVEN with my boy Ronny throwin' racks up (brr, ayy)
I just hit ten hoes in the row, I need a check-up (yeah)
Spikes on my neck made me bleed, yeah, I'm fed up (ayy-ayy)
I got 50 bitches in the club, they actin' extra (who?)
Got a blicky with me at the spot, don't get streched up (pow-pow-pow, ah)
Rick Owens, Balenciaga (yeah)
Rick Owens, Balenciaga (uh)
Rick Owens, Balenciaga (esskeetit)
Rick Owens, Balenciaga
I be with them scammers (huh?)
Hangin' with them killers and them robbers (esskeetit)
I be with them scammers
Hangin' with them killers and them robbers (uh)
Hermès on my (yeah, yeah) Glock
Glock, Glock, Glock, Glock, Glock (pow-pow-pow)
Bitch, I'm sippin' red (yeah) with some Wock
Wock, Wock, Wock (pow-pow-pow)
I am way too rich, I don't even gotta talk-talk (no way)
My chains is too heavy, I could barely fuckin' walk-walk (yeah, huh?)
(Rick Owens, Balenciaga)
(Rick Owens, Balenciaga)
(Rick Owens, Balenciaga)
(Rick Owens, Balenciaga)
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Writer(s): Ronald Spence, Gazzy Garcia
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