Vetement Socks

Wheezy outta here Run that back, Turbo Verse 1 I'm in the 'Ghini and I'm with a baddie and when we go shoppin', I put her in Tisci Woah, woah, woah And it don't bother me, know that I'm quality, no wonder all of these girls wanna keep me Shoutout my section, my diamonds electric, they stare when I'm walkin' inside of the buildin' Woah Told her, Come over, and I barely know her, and I bent her over and gave her the business Yeah Fresh off the lot, I just got me some options, I'm slidin', new coupe or the four-door Four I hit the gas and I'm gonе, just like Wheezy, I'm outta here, all of my cars got a turbo Skrrt Do you еven know how many records I sold Heard your man on the road, doin' promo You might see me at parties in rooms full of rappers, but I really don't wanna go though No I was in traps, dirty pots in the sink When I go back home, I feel like I'm a king King Too many chains, now my neck got a kink Kink Cancel my plans, I'm too high, I can't link Link She got her natural hair long and she push shit on, and that turn me on the most Yeah All of my friends say I'm wrong and she not the one, but I flew her coast to coast Yeah Pre-Chorus Everything I get her expensive Expensive Take a good girl to the trenches Keep it safe, I ain't really gotta mention Mention My shooters got dreads with extensions Extensions Said she got no money, it's okay though Okay though Keep her guaped up, I put her on payroll Stress me out, she hate when I say no Say no Keep me locked in when she give brain, though Chorus Maybe it's your face, maybe it's your lil'-ass waist, maybe it's the way that you taste Way you taste Might be how you talk, might be the way that you walk, thick thighs with an ass on top Ass on top Give me a kiss, pink slip match your watch, pinky ring flooded with rocks Flooded with rocks Get it 'fore it drop, everything fresh out the box, Rick Owen, Vetement socks Out the box Verse 2 Pop me a Perc' and I get in my mode You know my problems, hope you don't expose You give me yours and I'll give you my soul Book a jet, tell me where you wanna go Show you the real me, I'm droppin' my guard Let her go shoppin', I give her my card I get so high that I'm one with the stars Take what I took and I'll take you to Mars I got some secrets I keep in the dark Only from you who I hate bein' apart My baby don't play, Chanaynay her shades Don't live by the book but we on the same page You just tell me what you want and I got it I'm really ballin', girl, stop bein' modest Wanna be with me, you gotta be cautious Keep my money flowin', can't let nothin' stop it Pre-Chorus Everything I get her expensive Expensive Take a good girl to the trenches Keep it safe, I ain't really gotta mention Mention My shooters got dreads with extensions Extensions Said she got no money, it's okay though Okay though Keep her guaped up, I put her on payroll Stress me out, she hate when I say no Say no Keep me locked in when she give brain, though Chorus Maybe it's your face, maybe it's your lil'-ass waist, maybe it's the way that you taste Way you taste Might be how you talk, might be the way that you walk, thick thighs with an ass on top Ass on top Give me a kiss, pink slip match your watch, pinky ring flooded with rocks Flooded with rocks Get it 'fore it drop, everything fresh out the box, Rick Owen, Vetement socks Out the box