制作
出演艺人
Yg Teck
表演者
Peezy
表演者
作曲和作词
Phillip Peaks
词曲作者
Yg Teck
词曲作者
歌词
(Milan, you really made it)
(Damn Jay Jibs, stop playing)
Yeah
See, my pants, they Japanese
Shredded up, cut out the knee
Shirt I'm wearing you might not see
I rock drip from overseas
These clothes ain't come out the mall
Bitch, yo' man can't shop wit me
We get fresh like no tomorrow
Take yo' hoe and go out to eat
We can fly to Milan
We go shopping on Paris
Treat you just like a rabbit, baby
I'ma buy you some karats
We can meet up in Vegas
Lemme know you ain't scary
We can meet out in Cali
Then go shopping in Paris
We go shopping in Paris
We gon' fly to Milan
We go shopping in Paris
We gon' touch, touchdown
Say we gon' meet up in Vegas (Yeah)
Ghetto, I don't shop at the mall
Shit I'm wearing you can't get at all
Pale denim jeans hand-stitched, she want Givenchy not the dog
You can't afford this shit, stop asking me, I dress like fashion week
My accessories cost a half a key, Cartier vancleef
Five thousand dollar jacket on, LV
Hat by Don C
Big na jump out fresh to death
Just like he been on a crime scene
Don't know what time mean, too many watches
Can't even think, Daytona was a eighty at least
I rock diamond links, you can't pay me to link
Fly a bitch out, pay for the seats
Know I'm the truth 'cause they pay me to speak
It ain't even cold, I'm rocking a mink
It ain't even cold, I'm rocking a mink
Ain't nobody hotter than me
Water dripping, leave a spot in the street
Water dripping, leave a spot in the street
Yeah
See, my pants, they Japanese
Shredded up, cut out the knee
Shirt I'm wearing you might not see
I rock drip from overseas
These clothes ain't come out the mall
Bitch, yo' man can't shop wit me
We get fresh like no tomorrow
Take yo' hoe and go out to eat
Yeah
See, my pants, they Japanese
Shredded up, cut out the knee
Shirt I'm wearing you might not see
I rock drip from overseas
These clothes ain't come out the mall
Bitch, yo' man can't shop wit me
We get fresh like no tomorrow
Take yo' hoe and go out to eat
I go Chanel shopping, Carti bracelets
Stella McCartney too
I got myself popping
I did
Money up, watch who you talking to
And I get a big bag to show up (Blow it)
3500 just to pour up
Got on Rick today **** owe us
I'm in a Lamb truck doing donuts
And I like Louis and Hermès
But I still do the Dolce on the grown tip
Eating dinner in the sky in Dubai with a prezi on 'cause I own shit
Yeah, I bought it out just to play now, this a Goyard not a Sprayground
Fendi umbrella when it rain, I can go Gallery any day now
I like a fly bitch with some hustle (Yes)
I'll go Dior on a off day
I will
I just profit a lor 7000, that shit ain't nothing but a soft play
3500 twice
I do that shit that they never do
Count cash, yeah, that revenue, private elevator with a better view
Lotta fly shit what I'm telling you, yes
Yeah
See, my pants, they Japanese
Shredded up, cut out the knee
Shirt I'm wearing you might not see
I rock drip from overseas
These clothes ain't come out the mall
Bitch, yo' man can't shop wit me
We get fresh like no tomorrow
Take yo' hoe and go out to eat
Yeah
See, my pants, they Japanese
Shredded up, cut out the knee
Shirt I'm wearing you might not see
I rock drip from overseas
These clothes ain't come out the mall
Bitch, yo' man can't shop wit me
We get fresh like no tomorrow
Take yo' hoe and go out to eat
You might not see that shit for real
Written by: Phillip Peaks, Yg Teck