(In the Rick Owens right now)
I might put yo hoe on game
Might put yo hoe in Prada
Might put yo hoe in all of that
She might call me her father
In the Rick Owens right now
Shooter taking that shit to the ground
Big V up in this hoe and he got 500 rounds
I'm good, I don't want your Percocet's
Everyday I'm in my Sunday's best
And I can't even lie right now, tryna find a certain shirt to catch
That pussy good, but what's the catch?
She fucked my dawg and think I'm next
No, I can't settle down with you
Ima boss her up for the next
Putting that shit on
Yeah like I taught you
She got all that swag,
Yea that was from me, like my daughter
Tryna settle down round' here
But that ain't for me so I tossed her
Tried to leave her at your door,
Put her back in the streets, like a foster
On that hoot shit, like OVO
Hold on, hold on, swag
Yea I taught her everything she know
Hold on, point out drip up in my closet and she put it on
Rick Owens, Margiela, Fear of God, Yeah let's go (blao!)
I might put yo hoe on game
Might put yo hoe in Prada
Might put yo hoe in all of that
She might call me her father
In the Rick Owens right now
Shooter taking that shit to the ground
Big V up in this hoe and he got 500 rounds
I'm good, I don't want your Percocet's
Everyday I'm in my Sunday's best
And I can't even lie right now, tryna find a certain shirt to catch
That pussy good, but what's the catch?
She fucked my dawg and think I'm next
No, I can't settle down with you Ima boss her up for the next
For the next one, yeah yeah
For the next one
I'm so hard to please, where the keepers?
Can I catch one?
I think they on to me, I'm a stretch em' if I catch one
Start tripping with the sauce, these niggas never drip the Szechuan
Fuck that shit, I got millions to manifest
Huh huh huh, yeah
Get that money, get them checks
Double up my income
Cross em' out like I'm DX
Huh huh Party Boyz,
Hit them niggas with the flex
How that girl start looking like she mine?
I don't know they do that every time
Nigga took my drip and swag, that's a crime
So, ima do the first thing that's on my mind, yeah
I might put yo hoe on game
Might put yo hoe in Prada
Might put yo hoe in all of that
She might call me her father
In the Rick Owens right now
Shooter taking that shit to the ground
Big V up in this hoe and he got 500 rounds
I'm good, I don't want your Percocet's
Everyday I'm in my Sunday's best
And I can't even lie right now, tryna find a certain shirt to catch
That pussy good, but what's the catch?
She fucked my dawg and think I'm next
No, I can't settle down with you
Ima boss her up for the next
(Yeah, for the next)
(Yeah, Ima boss her up for the next)
(In the Rick Owens right now)
(In the Rick Owens right now)