V for veneta

And i’m rocking pearls...
Coolest nigga in the fuckin world

Like an incision i be in the cut
I’m on the block with the cros bucks
I needed money to spend on my mommy so way back in school i was selling them drugs
Bottega bag with a kaptal hat bbc on my necklace and jacket and rug
Styling on niggas without any effort if niggas ain't fly then they can’t be with us
They ain't one of the bros
I write for these niggas and nobody knows
These niggas they watch and try copy my clothes
These niggas wan be me they chasing my hoes
And they chasing me but i’m chasing my goals
I feel like batman i’m brave and i’m bold and i’m robin these niggas of all of they hoes
Over some bitches they looking for smoke
They try fronting on kemi they must be on coke

Walked in the store in ysl boots and the bitches we’re looking at me like i’m lunch
Stickin my pinky out when hakkasan kemi a baddie and he drinking punch
I rock rick owens like nike and niggas they on it but they all be looking like punks
Tom ford cologne on my body i love
She think this is work but i do it for fun

I’m with your bitch
And she in my room taking flicks
She say she love all my hits
We eating sushi and fish like we stupid rich
She in the raf i’m in rick
After we done we go back to the room and i’m spreading her out and i give her a lick
Then we go out in margella margiella and maison mihara that japanese
I’m in bottega i’m not looking bummy
In cdg so she say that she love me
I’m in that new season givenchy swag and and i’m rocking red blazers and i’m looking bloody
Look and my wrist and my bitch they as bad as it gets and you know that like both of them flooding
Pockets be obese and they looking so pudgy
That’s how you know i’m about all the money

I got
Rick owens x5
On me and they loving on me
And they suckin my d
And they think this is free
In my helmut lang jeans and she seeing the d
And she think it’s a seat and she loving on me
It’s too bad that your lil baby fuckin on me
Cuz she really a freak when we up in the sheets
And i dance with her clit i’m not keeping the peace
I got 2500 keep them in my jeans
Don’t give a fuck bout this country my nigga you know it but i be in love with the queen
In love with the lizzies
In love with the cream
I’m in love with the selling i’m selling the beans
Niggas they know i got beans in my jeans
Niggas could never try 1up on me
And a nigga could never try run up on me

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Ya know what kemi?
You’re a star
Ok?
You’re a star and you’re gunna go far
In ya car