(Aye, look, aye)
Helmut Lang
This ain't Alexander Wang
Balmain, Louie V, Gucci, Prada
Same thang, I can't change
Polo on me, it's a glock don't got no dick, but it's gon' bang
F*ck that drip, I got this steez on top of that, I make it rain
(I Can, I Can)
Look into my eyes, I'm gon ride
I don't gotta ask no nigga, Ima know who on my side
I could tell off all that energy, I can't fake no vibe
I can't say too much, but trust me it's been shit on mind
Ima be up in the long run
All y'all niggas really lame
Had enough of em
And I already knew not to trust her
Nigga tried to set me up like a busta
Eyes low and I'm lit like a rockstar
And I got mo hoes than bamba
Take a trip to the west, no thunder
Lord knows came far from under
(Aye)
Helmut Lang
This ain't Alexander Wang
Balmain, Louie V, Gucci, Prada
Same thang, I can't change
Polo on me, it's a glock don't got no dick, but it's gon' bang
F*ck that drip, I got this steez on top of that, I make it rain