Issey Miyake
I just flew out overseas and bought myself some Prada jeans
I can't pop out at the mall, I'm rich this 5k on my feet
I know that they plot on me, they watching me and rock with me
Bitch, yeah I came far and I should know you gotta starve to eat
And girl I'm rich as hell I might as well keep the gun on me
My bitch she outta jail cause she made bail and now she fuck with me
Bitch I sip the wok, not ciroc, I get cocky
I bought a goyard bag, for her bought Issey Miyake
And I just spent a grand on my lense, that shit funny
She never seen a band, this 50 of 'em all 'em hundreds
And I gotta move in ten cause they want some of it
And bitch this ain't a Benz, boy the Mazzi catch you running
I'm pushing on the demon, my opps run a lot
This V8 engine loud as shit, run from the cops
I'm smoking straight thrax, that shit fill my lungs
Whoever I catch lacking next is going in my runt
My bitches getting moody when they off the bean
It's gettin' too euphoric in the stu' I'm off the lean
I don't make the rules baby, let me coach the team
And she broke up with man all because of me
I've been in the trap for a minute get it jump
And she beggin' me all night, she wanna hold my blunt
Bitch I'm in a Lamb truck, yeah this push to start
I can't fuck this bitch, baby I can't have your heart
Me and my hoes got expensive taste
I'mma pour me up a four and let it go to waste
I'mma roll me up another one to quell the pain
And she said I'm different bitch I do this everyday
Aye
I just flew out overseas and bought myself some Prada jeans
I can't pop out at the mall, I'm rich this 5k on my feet
I know that they plot on me, they watching me and rock with me
Bitch, yeah I came far and I should know you gotta starve to eat
And girl I'm rich as hell I might as well keep the gun on me
My bitch she outta jail cause she made bail and now she fuck with me
Bitch I sip the wok, not ciroc, I get cocky
I bought a goyard bag, for her bought Issey Miyake
And I just spent a grand on my lense, that shit funny
She never seen a band, this 50 of 'em all 'em hundreds
And I gotta move in ten cause they want some of it
And bitch this ain't a Benz, boy the Mazzi catch you running
I can't pop out at the mall, I'm rich this 5k on my feet
I know that they plot on me, they watching me and rock with me
Bitch, yeah I came far and I should know you gotta starve to eat
And girl I'm rich as hell I might as well keep the gun on me
My bitch she outta jail cause she made bail and now she fuck with me
Bitch I sip the wok, not ciroc, I get cocky
I bought a goyard bag, for her bought Issey Miyake
And I just spent a grand on my lense, that shit funny
She never seen a band, this 50 of 'em all 'em hundreds
And I gotta move in ten cause they want some of it
And bitch this ain't a Benz, boy the Mazzi catch you running
I'm pushing on the demon, my opps run a lot
This V8 engine loud as shit, run from the cops
I'm smoking straight thrax, that shit fill my lungs
Whoever I catch lacking next is going in my runt
My bitches getting moody when they off the bean
It's gettin' too euphoric in the stu' I'm off the lean
I don't make the rules baby, let me coach the team
And she broke up with man all because of me
I've been in the trap for a minute get it jump
And she beggin' me all night, she wanna hold my blunt
Bitch I'm in a Lamb truck, yeah this push to start
I can't fuck this bitch, baby I can't have your heart
Me and my hoes got expensive taste
I'mma pour me up a four and let it go to waste
I'mma roll me up another one to quell the pain
And she said I'm different bitch I do this everyday
Aye
I just flew out overseas and bought myself some Prada jeans
I can't pop out at the mall, I'm rich this 5k on my feet
I know that they plot on me, they watching me and rock with me
Bitch, yeah I came far and I should know you gotta starve to eat
And girl I'm rich as hell I might as well keep the gun on me
My bitch she outta jail cause she made bail and now she fuck with me
Bitch I sip the wok, not ciroc, I get cocky
I bought a goyard bag, for her bought Issey Miyake
And I just spent a grand on my lense, that shit funny
She never seen a band, this 50 of 'em all 'em hundreds
And I gotta move in ten cause they want some of it
And bitch this ain't a Benz, boy the Mazzi catch you running
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Writer(s): Timothy Brown
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