Shopping 2 Music

Fendi store, twenty twenty four, when I'm walking in
All these people talk to me like, hey sir how you doing
I tell em I'm fine, really I'm in ruins
I wanted the red one, ya'll only have the blue in
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
This what I'ma listen to, I love shopping to music, baby (Hey, hey!)
Baby (Hey, hey!)

I wanted that one to wear on the tour
I wanna blow up and get in the Forbes
She want me popping to get in the mall
If she say she love me she lying to ya'll
She wanna pop all them pills and feel all of the thrills
But she don't know it's fentanyl
I want a bitch that keep this shit so real
It ain't none of y'all

Give a fuck what you been talking bout
I speak another language
I don't say goodbye to my friends
I say stay dangerous
You never gave a fuck about me, it is too late bitch
Too many times I gave my heart to a two faced bitch

Fendi store, twenty twenty four, when I'm walking in
All these people talk to me like, hey sir how you doing
I tell em I'm fine, really I'm in ruins
I wanted the red one, ya'll only have the blue in
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
This what I'ma listen to, I love shopping to music, baby (Hey, hey!)
Baby (Hey, hey!)

First she wake up, and then she bake up
Her only mission when she with me is smearing her makeup
My only mission in the morning is getting my cake up
Pussy I'm Jordan with the ball, you're someone who lay up
Bitch I'm golden
Drive it like it's stolen
Opposite of boring
Give me like a year, fuckboy, I'll be touring
When I'm in the lambo toy, I'll be roaring
Name up in lights got you sick, agent orange

Fendi store, twenty twenty four, when I'm walking in
All these people talk to me like, hey sir how you doing
I tell em I'm fine, really I'm in ruins
I wanted the red one, ya'll only have the blue in
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
This what I'ma listen to, I love shopping to music, baby (Hey, hey!)
Baby (Hey, hey!)



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Writer(s): Arman Shams
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