[Chorus]
I got a Prada on me
And she say she' proud of me
So she give it up so proudly for me
And she might be fucking you time to time, but she do it louder for me
And we smoking loud lil' homie
Vision really got clouded for me
Thought she was there, like always for me
[Verse 1]
But I cannot stress 'bout a bitch, tryna get rich
Wasted so much time regretting that shit
Can't get a grip, pour up take a sip
Mamma don't like it know I gotta quit
It ain't easy for me
Gotta roll one up to get a feeling from me (get a feeling from me)
Uh, I'm in a Cullinan kicking my feet up
Smoking za got me thinking I need her
In the studio I be wanting these hits
So I can take off in a brand new two-seater
She be lying, I cannot believe her
I got bros that trap with the heater
My heart cold, I'm still searching for light, to help me find a way out of the freezer
My bitch she foreign, she ain't got no Visa
Imma hop on a flight to Ibiza
And she see through my Prada glasses (but I cannot see her)
[Chorus]
I got a Prada on me
And she say she' proud of me
So she give it up so proudly for me
And she might be fucking you time to time, but she do it louder for me
And we smoking loud lil' homie
Vision really got clouded for me
Thought she was there, like always for me
[Verse 2]
Thought it was us forever
Now I'm just stuck with a letter
Hopefully this shit gon' get better
But I'm a go getter, and bro keep it under his sweater
Just know that we taking whatever
Said I'm fucking new bitches with some new shoes
Bad bitch want some Jimmy Choos
I won't spend a dollar baby that's the truth
I'm in the dark wondering where the light go
Lately I been walking on a tightrope
Brodie selling white ounces to white hoes
And I'm smoking brown with a brown girl
Yeah, I love 'em light skin
Haters talk shit, they ain't wiping
Look at my wrist, hoping one day I'll ice it
Looking back at my ex, why the fuck would I wife it?
[Bridge]
Huh, huh
Girl you made me heartless
Oh, huh
Don't know how to stop it
Oh, huh
Girl we were so toxic
Oh, huh-wow, wow
[Chorus]
I got a Prada on me
And she say she' proud of me
So she give it up so proudly for me
And she might be fucking you time to time, but she do it louder for me
And we smoking loud lil' homie
Vision really got clouded for me
Thought she was there, like always for me