Pricey

Talk to me nicely
I make it rain since I got on, they don't like me
And now these ten racks in my palms don't excite me
She like Celine and Louboutins 'cause she pricey
Yeah-yeah

Ooh yeah, we like to run it up together
This that lover flex we rocking FOG for the weather
Play with me or play with mines I keep me a vendetta

My baby bad, she the type to leave me heartless
Prada bag for my baby, I'ma cart it
Popping tags, I get money that's regardless
I know you know exactly where my heart is

You see me when I'm back in town
If you need me, I'ma fly you out
I used to feel lost 'til I found you
Come turn my world upside down

Talk to me nicely
I make it rain since I got on, they don't like me
And now these ten racks in my palms don't excite me
She like Celine and Louboutins 'cause she pricey
Yeah-yeah

Talk to me nicely
I make it rain since I got on, they don't like me
And now these ten racks in my palms don't excite me
She like Celine and Louboutins 'cause she pricey
Yeah-yeah

Fear of God that's on my body, I'ma say a prayer
My Monclizzy on my body, it get cold in here
Yeah, she got it super flossing, I like what she wear
She walk in and I just stop and stare
In LA with a rapper heard you got a little mileage
Pulled up Tesla X, I'll pick you up on autopilot (yeah)
I ain't gonna talk 'bout what we do, let's keep it private
One thing 'bout me and you is we both got it with no stylist
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah

You see me when I'm back in town
If you need me, I'ma fly you out
I used to feel lost 'til I found you
Come turn my world upside down

Talk to me nicely
I make it rain since I got on, they don't like me
And now these ten racks in my palms don't excite me
She like Celine and Louboutins 'cause she pricey
Yeah-yeah

Talk to me nicely
I make it rain since I got on, they don't like me
And now these ten racks in my palms don't excite me
She like Celine and Louboutins 'cause she pricey
Yeah-yeah



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Writer(s): Young Taylor
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