Prada Joggers

Intro
(Evil Giane)
(I love this shit Nino)

Prada joggers when im runnin to the
Prada joggers when im runnin to the money (yurrnnn)
Prada joggers when im
Prada joggers when im runnin to the
Prada joggers when im runnin (go)

Chorus
Prada joggers when I'm running to the money (trap)
Trap jumpin like a bunny
My neck shinin like it's sunny
I'm sippin drank now I feel like a mummy
Wrist cold it made my nose runny
Fuck a bitch off a Perc I don't need no honey
Mix the Tris with the Tuss it taste so yummy
These blueberry hundreds taste so yummy (K'Preme)
She lying to me when shе say that she love me
Would you still bе around if I ain't have no money?
Sip so much drank I'm a get money junkie
She got a man, but she still gone fuck me
I been stabbed in the back these niggas tried to cut me
Run wit the sack look like I'm playin rugby
Her pussy was whack, she text me why you duck me?

Verse
I'm facin the blunt while the bitch suck me
Skinny nigga, but my pockets is chubby
I'm fresh as fuck I might hit my Dougie
I don't fuck wit you niggas don't ask can you plug me
Ain't got enough K'Preme still hungry
That ain't my bitch if her wig crusty
On the plane with the pack and my backpack musty
She got a new BBL and it's busty
You not gang you just a custie
Been workin on my jumpshot I'm not rusty
Make ya bitch [?]

Chorus
Prada joggers when I'm running to the money (trap)
Trap jumpin like a bunny
My neck shinin like it's sunny
I'm sippin drank now I feel like a mummy
Wrist cold it made my nose runny
Fuck a bitch off a Perc I don't need no honey
Mix the Tris with the Tuss it taste so yummy
These blueberry hundreds taste so yummy
She lying to me when she say that she love me
Would you still be around if I ain't have no money?
Sip so much drank I'm a get money junkie
She got a man, but she still gone fuck me
I been stabbed in the back these niggas tried to cut me
Run wit the sack look like I'm playin rugby
She lying to me when she say that she love me

Verse
New money came in I'm a go shopping
Trap beating back to back it ain't no flockin
Gotta glo up for Yaya it ain't no option (baby Ya)
Diamonds hitting they boxing
Taking shrooms to get rid of my toxins
Take a trip out the country so I don't feel boxed in
Them niggas down a hundred ain't no mo lock-in

Chorus
Prada joggers when I'm running to the money (trap)
Trap jumpin like a bunny
My neck shinin like it's sunny
I'm sippin drank now I feel like a mummy
Wrist cold it made my nose runny
Fuck a bitch off a Perc I don't need no honey
Mix the Tris with the Tuss it taste so yummy
These blueberry hundreds taste so yummy (K'Preme)
She lying to me when she say that she love me
Would you still be around if I ain't have no money?
Sip so much drank I'm a get money junkie
She got a man, but she still gone fuck me
I been stabbed in the back these niggas tried to cut me
Run wit the sack look like I'm playin rugby
Her pussy was whack, she text me why you duck me?