Lyrics:
Can't stop
Won't stop
Can't stop
Whoo
Sayin you can't but you won't
Thinking you do but you don't
Emeralds iced out baguettes
So I cannot rest
Until I get
man.
La mujer del extranjero quiere money, man
La mujer del manicero cucurucho, man
La mujer del panadero quiere su baguette, man
Y la mujer del
Yea yea
Woah
Uh huh
Yea
Jump out boys watch how we hopping off a jet
Big face Rollie or the autimar baguette
Please don't call me if it ain't about
shots fuck the vest on em
Rob and jug nothing left on em
Instrumentals I'm the best on them
Spit heat nothing less on em
Tom Sav got baguettes on em
Arab
"but guess"
Woah
Got them diamonds & baguettes
Oh My God
I be ballin with no tech
Oh My God
Fuck nigga know it's legit
Oh My God
Sipping codeine since
thousands on the side still cop the patek
matching pendants for the team cop my bitch the baguettes
I got bitches on my line they gone treat me like a don
l'changer d'un coup d'baguette comme monsieur Potter
J'ai Toujours eu de la force
Oui j'ai su rester un roc
Oui moi aussi j'ai 5 forces mais c'est pas celles
the baguettes up in the face
I done took her home just cuz her panties laced
Had to pull the god damn cam out to record
Bitch I could flip packs out the Honda
big, big as baguettes
She give me top, chop off the neck
I wanna rock, Michael Jack flex
Iron Man, 'cause the way that I flex
So much ice, frostbite
so Ion even sweat
But baby you a mess and I can’t say the same
If it suited me
I'd walk round with a gold chain
Bust it down
My baguettes glow a yellow
on in so long (in so long)
It's in the closet with my shoes and all my boxes
I can't drip until I'm rich
Then we pop out with baguettes
I don't even like
nous dis fuck les flics
Toi tu viens pas d'icitte
Nous c'qu'on fait c'est prolifique
Baguette affuté j'fais un flipendo
C'est d'la magie j'ai fait triplé
mi ha fatto mani e braccia
In modo che io possa coccolare qualche faccia
Grazie alla Francia che ha sfornato la baguette
Un applauso pure a Dio che ha
counting like a Fitbit
Big drip chain on water like it's baptized
Got to match my wrist with the neck
Baguettes in the chain I don't flex with the feds
Bets
more than I love myself but right now I'm just chasing checks
Right now I'm just chasing jets
My bitch want a Rollie and some new baguettes
Cop her shit
black M tirailleur et Verdun
Rien à changer, les collabo mettent toujours du Guerlain
Briser les barrières mentales, comme le mur de Berlin
Ma baguette
baguettes, uh huh
I made her get in a wreck, uh huh
Woah
Y'all just be staring when I'm in the room
I'm in a G53 go bang
When you start that shit up it go
a
Imma ride with a tech
You talking shit that I cannot forget
My diamonds fresher, they got a baguette
Play wit my neck like a fuh' clarinet
Lil bitch I'm
gucci, gucci, gucci ooh you want some more? (ayo)
Yeah we be flying in a solid gold jet (planes)
Fly over to Paris just to get a baguette (bag wet)
You
it's money, money
(Ka-ching)
In couture I'm flaunty, flaunty
Tickle me with Gucci, Gucci
The baguette is Fendi, Fendi
Throw it back in Pucci, Pucci
the ends and we droppin' the top
Rolex on my wrist baguettes factory set
If you talking bout pills we don't want it at all
But we pour up Patrón
four shots
mache mein bread
Ja ich mache mein bread
Croissant und Baguette
Im Restaurant gekleidet adrett
Ich denk an Mona Heidi Yanett
Aber ich bin nur mit dir hier
spending money I let him go mm mmm
If he act like a dummy I let him go
Bet on me I bet he fold mm
These baguettes gold
Ice on me I bet he froze mm mmm
I bet
was stress
Before we met
Now my best
Is to see you in baguettes
All white dress
Want the smoke, no cigarettes
Pull up in a red Vette
Steak and shrimp
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