PYREX .!

(You're so pretty)

Life feels good

Life feels good (Welcome to violet)

Life feels good (Ooh, yeah)

Yeah, don't let it get to your head

You taking shit a lil' personal

Don't let it fuck up your bread

**** love talkin' bout jewels

It's two Rue suitcases right on my neck

Flexed up big body no coupe

That's dead cause I'm the ends with live ones

Heard what you said? I didn't

Can't listen to **** who don't be outside much

**** pump fakin' that heat in they waistband

They ain't shot that lil' fye once

Shoppin' in soho with my ****

We high as fuck, we just ran through like five blunts

My pockets heavy they lookin' like Dave Blunts

Double cup with the purple stuff

All of the shots that these **** be sending don't mean none to me

It ain't hurtin' none

Speak on the gang, we throwing up five 4L

My **** we ain't heard of ya

No, we ain't the same, oh nah

We running this shit from the west to the murder, yeah

Cop me new pieces new Vetements

Heliot Emil, not the leather ones

Project ain't out this shit stamina

No rushing ain't no one ahead of us, yeah

No Russian, I light this bitch up

LA I get this shit lit like flame

My chain got ammo for war

No Dang but VVS sit in my fangs

Insane, they biting the boy

I'm sayin, I'm rocking Off-White, ain't no Saint

You playin' if you try to ignore it