Lyrics:
Yeah
Flashy
Gettin' these racks 'til like 93
(Hey, Flashy)
Gettin' these racks 'til like 93, yeah (What?)
Hold up, I cannot trip
Had to tell myself,
and I'm frontin
Workin that LaBurke and, Ermez bag
Only multi-millionaires who know about that
Be like (damn, she doin it way big)
Anything we do we
Tiffany's
You better have an epiphany, sl-
Guess what? What? The lease up
I'm just mad the time it took to discover
You were using me for loot like I used
Thought I was pimpin' 'til I felt like Nas, the first
Date 'cause I think I gave you power when I gave you flowers
In a vase, a box of chocolates, throat
spinning like a wheel
Oh, I know I need you now
I know you'll take me to town
One or two or three more rounds
There's no need to slow down
Black girl luster
song
I might blow up my radio, oh
You can clear the room
By playing Debbie Boon
Or crank your Abba records until dawn
Oh, I can even hear
Slim Whitman
this
Young and have this fun
And be successful, I'm so successful
Breakfast at Tiffany's and
Bottles of bubbles
Girls with tattoos who like
Getting in
The warden came along and asked me what I was thinking of
Last year in the summer with a Tiffany lamp over her head
Well I grabbed her by the hand and with
your body to the body heat
What it looks like?
What it is?
Say pungra, jungra
Say damn to the thungra
Step by step
Slowly I turn
Step by step
the heat
Rock your body to the body heat
What it looks like
What it is
Say pungra, jungra
Say damn to the thungra
Step by step
Slowly I turn
Step
I.D.N.C.T.P.
I.D.N.C.T.P.
Blonde haired Chucky
But I am not Tiffany
Niggas come in peace
They got the llamas out in Sicily
And if you want the B.A.D
Best believe
to me
That bih said she
Want a tip from me
Just suck the tip for me
I dont know think her name was
Emily or even tiffany ok
Yeah im too different
You
time man.
No Phantom of the Opera, not for me,
I like Coney Island by the sea.
French fries at Nathan's, not Grenouille.
You're gonna see
I took a break and I went out to Italy
Hoes wanna fuck me I had an epiphany
Gave her some bands she go shopping at Tiffany's
Making her scream
you to come with me
'Cause you look so good like I bought you at Tiffany's
This isn't my typical Friday night
I want to go home but with you I might
they takin' your style? (Must be kiddin' me) (huh?)
It's all on the radio, like right now (must be kiddin' me) (now)
Who the hell said we a one hit
family, gon' make sure they eating
I'm by myself so I don't need a team man
Never fail math I just count up the green man
Yeah I do bad kid shit like Riley
Been climbing that incline
To get signed and then spend mine
I’ve been slime on that pen time
Shit locked
Hear them chime in like wind-chimes
Ain’t
niggas medicine
That's why the world only
Respect rich Veterans
And I'v never been excited by Fashion Week
I've laugh at that trash
Most of Fashion Week
niggas kallin me spaulding (Yeah) (Yeah)
Vv's they drip like water bout to make it flood like new orleans (Uhhh huhhh)
I'm kountin kash by the morning
gone hit with me
Fake bitches can't sit with me
I can only bring the champs with me
Big jewels like Tiffany's
Insecure bitch, Tiffany
Blowing smoke like
that way too forward
I am new to this
Put gold on your neck
Same color as piss
Got shit in my head
So please tell me this like
Bae are sick of me
You
Put her on a speed boat
Condo on the east coast
I’m out in Sicily
Maxing with Tiffany
She like diamonds
I bought her Tiffany’s
She only like money
the game and get benjis
Was pushing them dimes and them nickies
Man I Haddish shit like I’m Tiffany
I need it by Monday like 50
I need like a 100 fuck 50
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