Ohhh
I just walk out I don't do no talk I do my dance yea
Hater talk the talk ain't do no walk that boy a fan yea
I just pop out in these Issey Miyake my pants yea
Who gon run it up?
I just, I just, I just caught the bands, keep my semi tucked
I been, I been fucking friends, like ain't into ya
I been, I been up in France, like I'm really up
In that GLE I swerve
Yæ, every time I hit I ran off, skrt
I'm top no 10
Label talk that shit man fuck that shit run my advance
I just pop my shit, I talk my shit, I do my dance
You ain't talking money?
You could get the fuck up out my plans
She wan be my honey?
I told that bitch shut up and gag
I just been
I just been up in the Maison Margiela
I bought everything up in that store
Two, see my pockets, my AP is flooded
My diamonds they hit every time on the go
Talking bout bands? I need 80 a show
Bro flip a pack, he get eighty and go
Feel like a motherfucking alien bro
Fuck all these peasants, they hating me yo
Wrist Willy Wonka
I'm inside that tonka
All my diamonds hit, bitch I'm the shit
They wanna know us
My bitch drive me bonkers
I sip on that Fanta
She wanted a pic, but I said shit, I gotta go
I'm inside this Rolls
Yea I'm talking bout Rolls Royce
I got hunnids oh
I'm gon flex, got no choice
I just ran up my bands
I got hunnids Uncle Sam
I got fans, I got fans
All these bitches do my dance
I just hop and swerve
All these bitches I curve
I'm seventeen hopping on the PJ, I got hunnids first
And tell yo boy that want a feat it's like Twenty a verse
I'm in the studio no sleep bitch I'm putting in work
Ohhh
I just walk out I don't do no talk I do my dance yea
Hater talk the talk ain't do no walk that boy a fan yea
I just pop out in these Issey Miyake my pants yea
Who gon run it up?
I just, I just, I just caught the bands, keep my semi tucked
I been, I been fucking friends, like ain't into ya
I been, I been up in France, like I'm really up