Lyrics:
and it's topless (Skrt skrt)
What she want that Cartier designer garments
Light it up hit the gas getting toxic
Yea we locked in
What she want she can get it
Have you been to Jesus for the cleansing power?
Are you washed in the blood of the lamb?
Are your garments spotless? Are they white as snow?
Are they
plates
And we're still hollow with
Tree bark armor, internal war scars
I'm sludging through the trench mud
Intestines filled with filth
Torn garments
washed in the blood of the Lamb?
Are you washed in the blood
In the soul-cleansing blood of the Lamb?
Are your garments spotless are they white as snow?
me, let your message spread through me
I wanna be just like You
I give my life for You to utilize
I wanna be just like You
Dress me in garments
Hope your mindset snow like cele garment
Yeah cele garment
Hope White like sele garment
Omor I want groove oh
I want groove oh
Every other night I
Baby your body banging like ah
Baby your body banging like ah
Fresh garments matching your varnish
Baby your body banging like a shotgun
Baby your
Yuh, yuh
Aye
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Why you do me like that
Flex a check, check, now you've been surpassed
Poppin' tags
The garments that I snag
I'm
Heard you broke that’s a problem
Monet bags yeah i got em
Popping tags no receipt
Saint Laurent on on my garments
Dripping in swag
Bringing it
Fuck all that nonsense you the target
Choppa hit his garment on the carpet
And I got demands pull up slow hit your mans
Leave him ugly comic sans
Jeff Bezos
Different...image wen wi pull
Girl touch mi garment
Har pocket money full up
Anyweh mi go mi affi stock a million
Stocking up di dough
Chef Dott, I been feeling hot, I been going crazy
From the 6, but raised in the 7, yeg what made me
Spensive garments all over my body
Drippin'
give garment of praise
It will be beauty for ashes
Yesterday is gone
Today is the day
That the lord has made
So i rejoice and be glad know it
My
to mess up my aura
Woah
Your body fire like lava
I wanna please you this summer
I wanna upgrade the garments
I wanna take you the furthest
Wanna put my all
Brand new garments, drop money on the clothing
I invented rock she invented rolling
All these women want me cus I'm controlling
I been on a plot, I
You broke my heart into a million pieces
I left my Louboutins and all my Yeezys
That ain't nothing, I really hope you bleach 'em
Burn up my garment
You broke my heart into a million pieces
I left my Louboutins and all my Yeezys
That ain't nothing, I really hope you bleach 'em
Burn up my garment
Skeletons in the closet
Put em on like a garment
Couple aces in my pocket
Speaking tongues like a prophet, oh
My psychotic exotic
She keep me high
Yeeuuur it's the mayor
I'ma father I'm a son I'm a brother i'm a neighbor
Yeeuuurr it the mayor
I'm a artist i'm a stylist music garments a creator
I don't advise you to ask no questions
New garments
Equal my selection
Face on it
That's a new connection
Trustworthy
That might be an exit
Play
Yeeuuur it's the mayor
I'ma father I'm a son I'm a brother i'm a neighbor
Yeeuuurr it the mayor
I'm a artist i'm a stylist music garments a creator
Houston bitch to Perry's just give me a call
Roof top livin, lookin down at the city skyline
Take off them garments in my loft baby you just so fine
I'm
Send the lion ever forward
Whatever the cost
Conquer all of them now
Never we be no brainwashed
The rebel come again in the armor
Garment of blood
I just wanna score a hundred like Wilt Chamberlain
Your girlfriend knows my song
And since then you are in pain
Scandinavian garments cost a lot
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