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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cooper Scott
Songwriter
Cooper T
Songwriter
歌詞
Mont Blancs on my foot while im out in Nice
Matte black Escalade in the breeze
From Monaco to the Florida Keys
I know you can't get enough of me
Cuttin' lines with the motherfuckin' side bitch
High Noon at the port fantasize bitch
On a yacht, North of Nice, Clementines tits
Prozac, got you wishin' for this life bitch
And all these fake ass bitches sayin "Now or Never"
Will never know what a cunt has to endeavor
All matte black, trench tag, Wilson Leather
Hermes, 35 white, Epson feather
Porsches, Beamers, Royce and Roves
Molly in my Goyard tote
Lime seltzer at my Porsche boat
Hermes stack up to my throat
Mont Blancs on my foot while im out in Nice
Matte black Escalade in the breeze (Lets go)
From Monaco to the Florida Keys
I know you can't get enough of me (Uh)
Hey Bitch, K-K-Kocaine Cooper! got guns in the car like a trooper
Blunt in the purse, Ozempic in the cooler
Bitch mad nobody wanna do her?
I'm pretty sexy, I'm poppin
Everything I want, I'm coppin
My boyfriend's takin' me shoppin
Me in the club, then all the heads boppin
High as fuck shades on, can't see bitch
Miami, chillin by the sea bitch
I'm the one your man tryna see bitch
Don't get smacked, tryna get all the tea bitch
Still #MyLife, you still the guest
I-I-I'm right now, who the fuck up next
You stay cuttin' lines, I cut the check
You Still wanna fuck Troye, Now its Noah Beck
Bitch!
Mont Blanc
Written by: Cooper Scott