Self-Obsessed (feat. Krept & Konan, D-Block Europe & Deno)

Beatfreakz Eighth in the palm, self-obsessed Now she wants some more, legs open Took her to Dior Should have went A Jewellers Get your diamonds pure Says she wanna fuck a drug dealer Selling crack but I smoke reefer, yeah Playing chess on my Louis V. Concorde Baby, we might fuck but I don't need ya I been thinkin' 'bout the pussy just before I crashed the Porsche I'ma eat that pussy, baby, you ain't gotta talk If you want that bag, baby Suck my dick before I spend too much bands in the yard Bought that AP plain, cost me 30K Girl, I hate when our love's feeling strange Paid cash for the car, that's the Range If I ever said I love you then I think I've gone insane Yeah, nigga ran off with some grub, you better run it back Long story short, made the boy do the Running Man Huh, made très paper Three litres of blood, shopped it for a couple grand Told her that I don't even get high Should'a saw her face when I crushed a Xan CC head to toe, I'm fly Every bitch wanna fuck a man Eighth in the palm, self-obsessed Now she wants some more, legs open Took her to Dior Should have went A Jewellers Get your diamonds pure Says she wanna fuck a drug dealer Selling crack but I smoke reefer, yeah Playing chess on my Louis V. Concorde Baby, we might fuck but I don't need ya Gave her good dick, now she well glad Beat the pussy up, that's a health haz' West-End shopping in Chanel Fuck me right, I'll get you the Chanel bag Bonjour, comin' on contour True, true, see the view on the top floor In Dior, in Dior like I'm sponsored Mmm-mmm, can I get an encore Tall gyal haffi take heels off Bare squats but your bum still soft Netflix and chill, but we never chill Looks like Zara, but it's seven bills Dolce Gabbana Where'd she get her weave? Alibaba Where she wanna eat? Benihana Good gyal, but she got her eyes on my na-na Eighth in the palm, self-obsessed Now she wants some more, legs open Took her to Dior Should have went A Jewellers Get your diamonds pure Says she wanna fuck a drug dealer Selling crack but I smoke reefer, yeah Playing chess on my Louis V. Concorde Baby, we might fuck but I don't need ya Says she wanna F a drug dealer But, baby, I wasn't raised in the trap If that's what you want? 'Cause you know that money long Just know that I got it like that Bro was in the bando, I was in the booth With the same guys, yeah, burning the same zoot I was in the studio Grafting, not the T-house So how could I be at a freak's house? Eighth in the palm, self-obsessed Now she wants some more, legs open Took her to Dior Should have went A Jewellers Get your diamonds pure Says she wanna fuck a drug dealer Selling crack but I smoke reefer, yeah Playing chess on my Louis V. Concorde Baby, we might fuck but I don't need ya Beatfreakz