FWM

Push the metal, burn the tires, go insane about it
Stuck on 95 inside a Urus, gaining mileage
I'm so rich, could take you on a trip to Caymen Islands
Walk up in the room, the bitches all start raising eyelids

(Come fuck with me) I'm up, I'm up
(Let's go, come fuck with me) I'm up right now
(Come fuck with me) I'm up, I'm up
(I said come fuck with me) I'm up right now

I still got Raf Simons feet, they from 2003
Don't think that you'll be checking me, Huh, Nah
And your shorty think I'm P but that's between her and me
And I got Chrome Hearts on the sheets, yeah, she gon' see
Dye my hair blonde just so I could match that broad
She likes my hair long, Huh Aye, Oh
Movin' runway HBA the sweater got no flaws
Shorty bought me Helmut Lang and did it just because

Push the metal, burn the tires, go insane about it
Stuck on 95 inside a Urus, gaining mileage
I'm so rich, could take you on a trip to Caymen Islands
Walk up in the room, the bitches all start raising eyelids

(Come fuck with me) I'm up, I'm up
(Let's go, come fuck with me) I'm up right now
(Come fuck with me) I'm up, I'm up
(I said come fuck with me) I'm up right now

I'll race you in a Cherokee, but this shit got a V12
Nigo samples on my feet
Movin' at the highest speeds, I bet you need a seatbelt
Hit Miami every week
Yeah, she needs Chardonnay, she's French, Yeah
Bitch you know your fuckin' with the best, Oh
I hop on a plane to France, Yeah
Balenci Tracks, don't fuck with Triple S

Push the metal, burn the tires, go insane about it
Stuck on 95 inside a Urus, gaining mileage
I'm so rich, could take you on a trip to Caymen Islands
Walk up in the room, the bitches all start raising eyelids

(Come fuck with me) I'm up, I'm up
(Let's go, come fuck with me) I'm up right now
(Come fuck with me) I'm up, I'm up
(I said come fuck with me) I'm up right now



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Writer(s): Tino Infinity
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