Runway
Aye
Wassup hmm
You know, you know
I got a weakness
For like fly girls right?
And you, you fly
Hmm
Rocket
Smooth nigga
Oh yea did I mention?
Mr. Lauren
Aye
You might dance for the money
You might dance for the cream
Might dance for the bank roll
If you know what I
Pull up on scene (aye)
Dress up on scene
Know what I mean (aye)
Know what I mean aye
Might dance for the money
Might dance for the scenes
Might pull up when I pull up
If you know what I mean
Rari sorry (BIG)
Big rari sorry lambo wheeling
New York fashion
Came in a runway
So gone head run away
Gone head run way
Meet me on a one way
Top down with the Gucci And Louie homie
That's Versace and Christian Dior homie
She decided she miss me and be all on me
Said she wanted to kiss me but I act funny
Ralphie Lauren, Tommy Hilfiger
Say I act bougie cause I'm that nigga
When it come to fashion
She might kill 'em
And if I do say I'm spending my nights
In the polo lounge vibing out
She say what's the sense of me
Wilding out
But don't go temping me
This what it gots to be
Don't come calling me
Crying out
New York fashion
Came in a runway
So gone head run away
Gone head run way
Meet me on a run way
Paris week fashion
Gone head runway
Gone head runway
Meet me on the runway
Now you tryna get away
Wassup hmm
You know, you know
I got a weakness
For like fly girls right?
And you, you fly
Hmm
Rocket
Smooth nigga
Oh yea did I mention?
Mr. Lauren
Aye
You might dance for the money
You might dance for the cream
Might dance for the bank roll
If you know what I
Pull up on scene (aye)
Dress up on scene
Know what I mean (aye)
Know what I mean aye
Might dance for the money
Might dance for the scenes
Might pull up when I pull up
If you know what I mean
Rari sorry (BIG)
Big rari sorry lambo wheeling
New York fashion
Came in a runway
So gone head run away
Gone head run way
Meet me on a one way
Top down with the Gucci And Louie homie
That's Versace and Christian Dior homie
She decided she miss me and be all on me
Said she wanted to kiss me but I act funny
Ralphie Lauren, Tommy Hilfiger
Say I act bougie cause I'm that nigga
When it come to fashion
She might kill 'em
And if I do say I'm spending my nights
In the polo lounge vibing out
She say what's the sense of me
Wilding out
But don't go temping me
This what it gots to be
Don't come calling me
Crying out
New York fashion
Came in a runway
So gone head run away
Gone head run way
Meet me on a run way
Paris week fashion
Gone head runway
Gone head runway
Meet me on the runway
Now you tryna get away
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Writer(s): Andre Starkey
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