Lyrics:
I came for all the baguettes
My pocket change on a stimulus check
I woke up thinking bout being goaty
These niggas focused on internet threats
What
up the road
Niggas hustlin' hit the block
I gotta' get it sold
Imagine having all the
Stones and baguettes (hey)
Rollies and pateks
Hoes getting wet
better
I wanna baguette's ya ya
So Buy a baguette's ya ya
Smoking that gas ya ya
Blowing that pressure
Roll up some tree ya ya
It help with my stress
a fact
Ima keep it solid like some diamond baguettes
But you they say time is a Essences
I can't even count all my blessings And I won't forget them
Yeah
Trials
Brand new Coupe
Baguettes on my boo
Jimmy choos
Jewelry Got The Flu
Money mixed up like stew
This D’Usse mixed not brewed
This dolce matchin
shit (ain't about shit)
Swervin' through new corvette, ice pristine, diamond baguettes
Fuck your feelings, that's just how I'm feeling
Paper falling
And all that face time
With all this money keep that 40 On my waistline
Eh eh
And i wont think about it
I pit baguettes on the wrist
And i wont think about
want me back then
Cause I was dead broke
Now I'm throwing out checks
Cuban link on my neck Got Baguettes on my throat
I ain't running from shit
Got
Yeah
Look
Ay
Baby girl time to get rich I'm flexin'
I want all baguettes on my wrist I'm flexin'
Next level artist on his shit I'm flexin'
I'ma
(Yeah)
Young and rich (Skrr skrr)
Ice on my neck (Neck)
I’m bouta flex (Flex)
I got a patek yeah
Baguettes in the face (Skrr skrr)
Couple racks in
rosetti (Ooo)
They’re gon be baguettes
Music blasting confetti (Ooo)
Stayin ready ion gotta get ready
My Blessings on the way
I been outchea grinding
Water
Qu'est-ce qu'ils connaissent de not' mode de vie?
Juste des baguettes et un bol de riz
Bars à chicha ou boîte de nuit
J'suis bien trop loin pour toutes ces
Bitch ich bin auf Trap so wie Gangster in New York (Trap)
Und mache fleißig Tracks, als wäre es ein Sport (Woo)
Auf der Uhr will ich Baguettes, damit
ice on my neck, mix it with baguettes
Tryna put some ice on my neck, mix it with baguettes
Pull up, she know I pull up she wanna fuck
Make plays, you
Diamonds all blue looking so depressed
Started speaking French cause I like baguettes
My fit burning hot like my cigarette
Got some Louis V dripping
You wanna impress me
Fuck a purse I need a jet
Big baguettes please for my wrist and my neck
Big steppin I aint timid you ain't got it forget it
My
Reppin these sets these all baguettes
Feel like Lil Tecca I did it again
I might just fuck on that clique in the Benz
I might Just fuck on that bitch
nigga left
Know we goin' ride, that's to the death
And we outside, you come and check
I had to focus on me and go run up a check
Gold and baguettes in
Bitch ich bin auf Trap so wie Gangster in New York (Trap)
Und mache fleißig Tracks, als wäre es ein Sport (Woo)
Auf der Uhr will ich Baguettes, damit
You can't see inside
Limo the tint so you know that I'm big time
Look at my wrist shine
I got these diamond baguettes called drip time
I ain't got
Baguettes on my wrist
That's a pro drip
Aye
My flow too legit
Your shit stolen
Aye
Ten bands in my fist
That's a whole grip
Yeah
Left hand hit that switch
I
I got the feeling I need to go numb it
She climb to the top of the d*** like a summit
P**** so wet on baguettes, once again she is
C*****
Pull out my
I got the diamonds, Baguette's
Drive ina Vette I know she'll never forget
Slatt, slatt
Invest & finesse I had to buy a new vest
Dodgin' the hate
neck uh
Icy when I'm wet, say I'm flawless no baguettes uh
They say I'm flawless no baguettes
Runnin up a check, that's just how I get my flex
Bet you
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