DineroDaDon - Luxury Heaxtales Lyrics

Advil and a sprite can
Might run a few plays, shit I might scam
I don't need to know his name, he a nice man
And he always leave money on the nightstand
Dine in, we ain't sitting for the menu
And he always look out when the rent due
We in lust
And a bag at the end is a must
Now he getting Sweet (suite)
Make sure it's deluxe
Real High maintenance with real expensive taste
Pretty face with the nonexistent waist
Tell you can keep the pills but you can leave the Ace
Get em in, get em out won't leave a trace
No feelings involved
I know what it is when he call (Uhuh)
So I'm always picking up
If I say I want it guarantee he pick it up
New Balenciaga, Loui duffel with the clutch
Ugh
Tell me what yo fantasy
Got a bag and you say that you a man in need
You been stressing bout your business and your family
I don't need you in your feelings like a cancer be
Baby I can get you higher than a gram of weed
In Miami on the beach in a canopy
Nasty girl on the speaker that's vanity
Feeling me but I really dig your philanthropy
Penthouse lit wall to wall
Real big drip wrist Au-de-mar
Ain't about the bag then I loss the call
Said he gone leave, bet he call tomorrow
Ice my wrist he ain't wasting no time
Treat him like a job cus that Nigga ain't mine
Text free app, he ain't got my real line
Told him that green S when ask my sign

I run it up
This is a fantasy
But I make him think he falling in love
I run it up
Say you ain't got it well I know a nigga that's doubling up
He make a visit
New YSL
Every other week a brand new Chanel
We keep shhh, no I won't tell
We only link in luxury hotels
I run it up
This is a fantasy
But I make him think he falling in love
I run it up
Say he ain't got it well I know a nigga that's doubling up
He make a visit
New YSL
Every other week a brand new Chanel
We keep shhh, no I won't tell
We only link in luxury hotels

Stay in a bag
That nigga know the more money he throw the more fun that we have
His nigga hate but that bitch ain't crazy
He mad cus still can't get rid of my ass
Pull up and I tell him park in the back
He mesmerized by the arch in my back
He captivated to be in my company
He cop you one and you know he got one for me
He gon dumb for me
That's on his momma
Get what I want I'm the one that he Prada
Chanel and Gabbana
Say I'm a trip so he cop Loui luggage to match the pajamas
F*ck up his commas
Then ima leave him
Make sure I rack it up like I'm Serena
I get a bag every time that we meet up
He said he want him a freak like Adina (Ugh)

Keep saying he gon leave but he right back at it
He a opportunity I took a stab at it
Got him plugged in like he was a crack addict
Now I need a therapist, I developed a bag habit
Big Birken
YSL all of purses
I'm a boss, only right that I work
Run it up like It was urgent
He flew me out to Dubai let me hit in my turbine
If he got it I'm a spend it
Keep a old head on my line and he stored under 'Vintage'
I keep it brief with these bitches
I can't beef over no nigga that's in my mentions
I want it I get
F*ck all the hugs and the kisses
Keep it if it got conditions
Told him that business is business
Do what I want, I don't asking permission

I run it up
This is a fantasy
But I make him think he falling in love
I run it up
Say he ain't got it well I know a nigga that's doubling up
He make a visit
New YSL
Every other week a brand new Chanel
We keep it shhh, no I won't tell
We only link in luxury hotels
I run it up
This is a fantasy
But I make him think he falling in love
I run it up
Say you ain't got it well I know a nigga that's doubling up
He make a visit
New YSL
Every other week a brand new Chanel
We keep shhh, no I won't tell
We only link in luxury hotels