- Comme Des Garçons 歌詞 Lil Tracy Pierre Bourne
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- Lil Tracy Pierre Bourne
(Gren8)
(IanoBeatz)
Ooh, this b*tch so bad, I might just f*ck without a strap
We got all the racks, we doin shows back to back, hold up
Comme des Garcons, yeah, Im drippin, thats just facts (Im drippin)
Lost some of my bros, Id sell my soul to get em back
My new b*tch make me sick
My old b*tch on my d*ck
My side b*tch way too thick
And your b*tch liked my pics (Yeah)
My white b*tch got fake lips
She still cant get no kiss
Im a rockstar, baby, Im lit
Im signin b*tches tits (Okay)
I been on the road, I been on the road ( I been on the road)
****in different hoes, fifteen K a show (Fifteen K a show)
Cant even trust my bros, gotta stay on my toes (Gotta stay on my toes)
Ten racks for my clothes, I could style you, bro
I been on the road, I been on the road (I been on the road), yeah
Wiz Khalifa sh*t, I been blowin Os ( I been blowin Os), yeah
You can keep this b*tch, I dont love no ho (I dont love no ho)
Yes, Im freakin rich, just got a hundred more (Okay)
Baby, I know you want a nigga with some racks
Ima take your pretty ass right down to Saks
Ima break the f*ckin bank then break your back
Ooh, this b*tch so bad, I might just f*ck without a strap
We got all the racks, we doin shows back to back, hold up
Comme des Garcons, yeah, Im drippin, thats just facts, hey
Lost some of my bros, Id sell my soul to get em back
My new b*tch make me sick
My old b*tch on my d*ck
My side b*tch way too thick
And your b*tch liked my pics, yeah
My white b*tch got fake lips
She still cant get no kiss
Im a rockstar, baby, Im lit
Im signin b*tches tits
Ayy, she wanted me to take her out, ayy (Out)
Ima just get it to go, hey (Go)
Meet her at her house, hey (House)
Puttin my d*ck in her throat, ayy (Throat)
She wanna f*ck right now, ayy (Now)
Makin her take it off, wait (Off)
She wanna be around, hey (Round)
She wanna see us grow (Grow)
Im in the hood with my Rollie
Feel like Mitch for real, wait (Mitch for real)
Serena, Venus (Yeah), tennis bands, wait
I play with them racks, yeah (Yeah)
I play with my plaque, yeah (Yeah)
Thats a platinum plaque, yeah (Yeah)
Roll up on that rat, yeah
Sh* t was bad (Yeah) like Im sad (Yeah)
Aint no way in hell, yeah, Im goin back (Yeah)
Ill be damned if I let em ruin that (Yeah)
Hop on the Instagram, now she in my pad (Yeah)
My nigga doin scams, he got all the cash (Yeah)
Swiper, no swipin, I just blew a bag (Yeah)
My flight in the a.m. , vacuum seal that (Yeah)
Im bout to fly to France, do you wanna tag?
Ooh, this b*tch so bad, I might just f*ck without a strap
We got all the racks, we doin shows back to back, hold up
Comme des Garcons, yeah, Im drippin, thats just facts, hey
Lost some of my bros, Id sell my soul to get em back
My new b*tch make me sick
My old b*tch on my d*ck
My side b*tch way too thick
And your b*tch liked my pics
My white b*tch got fake lips
She still cant get no kiss
Im a rockstar, baby, Im lit
Im signin b*tches tits, okay
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