2 Tears in a Bucket

[Chorus]
I got different clothes
I got different hoes
I got different niggas on go for me
I got foreign clothes
I got foreign hoes
I got foreign guns that's from overseas
I got fly shit
I got rich shit
I got some bitch that got some OCD
I got pageant shit and some ratchet shit
And some hoes that can't even be close to me
All the zara shit and that pacsun shit
I swear that shit ain't even clothes to me
I be fly as shit in some casual shit
I'm at ralph's just getting some groceries
Fuck it I'm switching my bitch again
Moncler looking a michelin
Fuck it I'm switching my fit again
Drеssing down in some Phillip Lim

[Verse]
She just textеd her friend again
Tell Nato that I'm feeling him
Some rich shit pulled up in a Benz
Chanel bag then I railed them in
All my hoes be 10s alright
No they not twins but they look alike
She get straight to the head when she cut out the light
And i fucked on her friend did that shit out of spite
Fuck it nigga like two tears in a bucket
I'm in that new Gucci bucket, Thom Browne sweatshirt in public
Yeah i'm on the way bitch, the bros outside
Okay yeah i'm on they got some hoes outside
Got some killas with me yeah all the bros gone slide
Ahhhh

[Chorus]
I got different clothes
I got different hoes
I got different niggas on go for me
I got foreign clothes
I got foreign hoes
I got foreign guns that's from overseas
I got fly shit
I got rich shit
I got some bitch that got some OCD
I got pageant shit and some ratchet shit
And some hoes that can't even be close to me
All the zara shit and that pacsun shit
I swear that shit ain't even clothes to me
I be fly as shit in some casual shit
I'm at ralph's just getting some groceries
Fuck it I'm switching my bitch again
Moncler looking a michelin
Fuck it I'm switching my fit again
Dressing down in some Phillip Lim