V Gave Me The V

[Verse 1]
Virgil gave me the V’s, I never felt so alive
He even dropped an email when I told him goodbye
Fast forward some time and I heard on the news
Drop date, drop date 'cause he reworked the 2s
And the silhouettes clean, and the laces they peach
And its getting a little hard to wait in line for the sneaks
Cause the wife is strеssed out and the money is thin
And I’m gеttin' a lot of clues that the marriage might end
And he sent me a text, fire emoji and flame
Even sent some AirMax [?] in white with my name
Cause the scope is so broad, and the ladder we rung
When the wife left a hole like the [?] on the tongue
Monaco travel guide, pack to appear unplanned, pack to appear...
Courtside at the Wolves, it feels like you got next
Everybody got on Jordans, everybody got flex
This one fella that Travis Scott turned out to be [?]
Everybody got a flex at the foot-first stares

[Verse 2]
My studio is sort of like a tiny home
My Commonwealth Reebok Pump Lite Sea Foam
Live shopping at rap music beefs in a restaurant
Dressed like a fisherman, emojis and exclusive font
Cause my wife is stressed out, she’s really working on shit
Halloween x Mountain Dew, this holiday’s lit
And my stuff in a storage locker look like a mall store
Louboutin Pool Slides, what more could you ask for?
Popular bag brand, Lagerfeld ponytail band
Lagerfeld collab Michelob nightstand
Wife could be traveling doc, instead I’m alone with my drops
Oven mittens and socks, unwrapped clocks had to stay in the box
Some of my units got sold, overdue on the bill
I had a few lockers, my closet was filled

[Verse 3]
On my wife’s credit card cause she handled finances
I had UltraBoost colorway, Miami and Kansas
What a wait, holding the box I felt great
I left them in the paper to reserve that perfect state
What a perfect place, studio apartment and a shoe safe
When I first moved in, I had a perfect pace
I had the perfect pace, when I first moved in, I had the perfect pace
9-F, one to stock, one to rock, cause my outfits clean
With my skin tone [?] the stylist said I look cream
She also said I look blue, it’s a favorable hue
Asked what my wife thought, said any color would do
And that’s what made me upset, and she’s upset cause we’re late
That’s the night we were in Paris, ate both slices of cake
I went to walk down the street and feel entirely great
She had her studies and she done, I couldn’t do any mistakes
Louisville, Kentucky, Arizona and Duke
Indiana, A&M, each color, cop two
And this lady who owns Be Brilliant said my hat and my shoes
Are worth $100 each but she’s simply confused
Those are Rick Owens right before the Kith merger
And the wife hated how my songs are about murder

[Verse 4]
I said “Murder and the streets, they go hand in hand
It’s entertaining for the people to understand
And the streets are like a runway in Fashion Land
That’s why I gotta rock drip that’s worth a couple bands
A couple racks, and I’m talking bout a couple hats”
I kick myself thinking back when I’m thinking back
Picnic and I’m playing all this murder rap
Turn the table, blue skies, black, enough of that
She had enough of that, vacay in island time
I checked two bags and we had to wait in line
I carry on and I carry a hat box
She say little things, like “You brought enough socks”
Like, “Why you bring all the socks and flip-flops?
I’m tryna bill the guy, why you showing TikTok?
And why you wear that suit? It’s like you can’t read the room
Understand when you flex, it’s like a vacuum
I mean, after all, we’re just going to Walgreens
Every single step you make ain’t on the screens
You remember them times before the telephones
This is a 5-day trip with no chromosomes
No cell division, divide and malignancy
I’m tryna relax, eat food, and enjoy the sea
I mean, how many hoodies did you have to pack, man?
We’re about to scuba dive and go under land
We’re about to parasail and see some different heights
You’re talking Zero Sugar collab, some ginger Sprite
To the waiter and you’re talking to him about his belt
You met him after his shift, you wanted to see the felt
Askin if you saw Balenciaga rhinestones"
Left after appetizers, left the wife alone

[Outro]
In Paris, it’s the opera cake
When we get back, I’m bout to raise this money, wait
Wait
Wait
I hope you understand
When I get back, I’m bout to raise this money, ma’am
When you get back, I’m bout to raise this money, ma’am