SEOUL

In my music, I pour out my soul, my gang out in Seoul, we like "Annyeonghaseyo"
P.A.F, I copped Post Archive Faction coats for the bros back home
Shoutout Oda, but can't cop only one piece, stretch my money in that mode
I used to watch my spending, now y'all watching me spend, just dropped a whole bank roll

Just met this bad ass bitch from Osaka, "Hajimemashite"
Get anxious when the eyes on me, so the crib where I stay
I got way too much pride, can't be treated like a throwaway
I just talked to the pilot, he said "Where you want to go today?"

Walked into my closet like "Should I wear JPG, Margiela, Human Race, Chrome?"
I remember days that I wanted all these women, but now they pests, man, they won't leave me alone
It's always weird when we living in the moment and someone starts reaching, grabbing for they phone
Once you get me started, I cannot be stopped, I start rocking, rolling, can't get me out my zone

I get my wood from the west, R.I.P ViVi, in peace may she rest
CDG Homme Plus all on my shirt with the Issey Miyake Homme Plisse for the pants
Nobody perfect, but in my opinion I'm pretty damn close so I'm doing my best
Nevermore quoth the raven, man I'm fly like a bird, your girl at my shows and she here showing her

Love, bro thought he was next, but he flew way too close to the
Sun, addiction run rampant these days everybody on
Drugs, blood thicker than water, but baby you thicker than
Blood, I kicked the cup, I'm clean so y'all could keep the

In my music, I pour out my soul, my gang out in Seoul, we like "Annyeonghaseyo"
P.A.F, I copped Post Archive Faction coats for the bros back home
Shoutout Oda, but can't cop only one piece, stretch my money in that mode
I used to watch my spending, now y'all watching me spend, just dropped a whole bank roll

Just met this bad ass bitch from Osaka, "Hajimemashite"
Get anxious when the eyes on me, so the crib where I stay
I got way too much pride, can't be treated like a throwaway
I just talked to the pilot, he said "Where you want to go today?"

I live like this my second life
Run up thirty thousand in one night out of spite
It used to be days I was sad and depressed but with gin, juice, and women I'm feeling alright
In the club watch 'em pour lean in that sprite
I'm with canines, we don't bark we just bite
I'm fly like a feather, but pockets ain't light

Smokin' good gelato, I'm out in Miami with models
My hound got your scent, quick cut to black like Sopranos



Credits
Writer(s): Ricardo Zapata
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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