prada

Yeah, ah ah ah yeah ah Vayda

Vay ah Vayda Vay ah

Vayda Vay ah ah ah Vayda Vay Vay

Thought I was playing, Say Vay Primadonna

That bitch my daughter, I raised and I taught her

She used to asking that **** for food

But now she asking that **** for Prada

My hoes is meeting discreet, can't get caught up

I think before that shit ever been thought of

Where is my peace like hakuna matata

Why all these **** be bothering me for

Where is my peace like hakuna matata

Why all these **** be bothering me for

She running late and she mad I took detours

Money the only thing I stand on feet for

Bitch bad as hell and she ride with a uh

Bitch bad as hell and she ride with a pitchfork

I'm fine as hell and I ride with a pink sword

Count up the bands, I spend hundreds on Dior

You wanna see me then see me on tour

Hoe's sad as hell and she looking lie Eeyore

Bitch bald, looking like Caillou

I write a song, they call it a haiku

Went on my story, they wanna know my lore

You want me to reply but I'm saying what for

I'm pushing the limit, put shit to the floor

I'm walking right in to all of them doors

Ah yeah ah yeah ah Vayda ah Vayda

I'm driving that coupe, that bitch it go fast

Bitch is so pretty, she shaking her ass

**** so lame, go broke for a bag

Shit, in my hood I feel like my dad

Shit I make money, I spend it on fashion

Car so fast I damn near crashed it

All new blues, I put 'em in plastic

Ten on her ass, I gave her a ass lift

I hang with god but I think I know Satan

Bitch in a car and a bitch she chased it

Bitch see my teeth and she get butt naked

Spend a **** life on a Cartier bracelet

I never show a bitch where my safe at

Rich **** not finna sleep in a Maybach

In the front seat where we keep the AK at

Fuck a **** bitch, I call that payback

Baby momma don't know where I stay at

Playground in the back where my fucking kids play at

Twenty thousand and he dead, might pay that

Twenty thousand when he dead why I say that

Thought I was playing, Say Vay Primadonna

That bitch my daughter, I raised and I taught her

She used to asking that **** for food

But now she asking that **** for Prada

My hoes is meeting discreet can't get caught up

I think before that shit ever been thought of

Where is my peace like hakuna matata

Why all these **** be bothering me for

Where is my peace like hakuna matata

Why all these **** be bothering me for

She running late and she mad I took detours

Money the only thing I stand on feet for

Bitch bad as hell and she ride with a uh

Bitch bad as hell and she ride with a pitchfork

I'm fine as hell and I ride with a pink sword

Count up the bands, I spend hundreds on Dior