Letra

SRDBEATZ Nickname these glasses Zyzz 'cause they buff (hm) Mirin' my Margiela hospital cuff I can't go out to eat, I'm getting noticed at brunch Sent a pint to the table, courtesy of the chef Feels like I made a canvas out to my creps When I look into a mirror, it's like looking at my neck When I walk in with my friends, I bet that two feel oppressed Three-point-five in the Fanta, then I make it oscillate I'm drinking out of cups, I'm like Mr. Walkway (hmm) I won't never take a fake pill 'cause I'm not fake Aggressive foreign currency exchange at Barclays Dog days of summer, I'm walking around in a Moncler Mon frère with me, opposition thinks it's not fair Cab fare to the nearest Saks costs more Than the life you can afford, than the garment I procured How can you be sure that pill won't make you seize up? 42-22's on your neck, I'll never ease up I simp for my baby, I won't make her sign a prenup I walk into the CVS, they didn't know I could clean up (hmm) Nickname these glasses Zyzz 'cause they buff (hmm) Mirin' my Margiela hospital cuff I can't go out to eat, I'm getting noticed at brunch Sent a pint to the table, courtesy of the chef Feels like I made a canvas out to my creps When I look into a mirror, it's like looking at my neck When I walk in with my friends, I bet that two feel oppressed (Hmm)
Writer(s): Joseph Green, Srd Beatz Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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