Vivienne

Look at my chains, my rings, it's Vivienne, uh
Look at my teeth, my grills, it's VVS, uh
Look at my bitch, she wearing Vivienne, uh
Look at my bitch, my bitch the prettiest, uh

My bitch, she iced out, looking pretty
Vivienne all over chains
Bad as fuck and she got baddie friends
I want them for the main
If I catch that hoe while wearing Chrome
I think I'll go insane
Might just pop out at the party
Introduce her to the gang
I'm gone, she want, me to buy her new clothes
For sure, let's go, to the Westwood store, fuck Chrome
Fuck Chrome, I'm not with that shit
My gang might be, but not my bitch
Fuck Chrome, I'm not with that shit
My gang might be, but not my bitch
I fly to Saturn, bitch I feel like I'm in outer space
It's not enough I need more Westwood on me, that's the case
Seven Stars, Black Stones, what you want, just wait
I might pull up, knuckleduster you then do the race

Look at my chains, my rings, it's Vivienne, uh
Look at my teeth, my grills, it's VVS, uh
Look at my bitch, she wearing Vivienne, uh
Look at my bitch, my bitch the prettiest, uh



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Writer(s): Daniel Chang
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