- 88GLAM purple baguettes 歌詞
- 88GLAM
- I can get used to the trip in designer
Got powder, reached out while Im tourin, uh
Shout my main flex, iced out my neck
Got lot of them bitches that curb, ayy
Always I flex, purple baguettes
Baby you know Im from Mars
Flex on my ex, never regret, ice on my chest, yeah
I can get used to the trip in designer
Got powder, reached out while Im tourin, uh
Shout my main flex, iced out my neck
Got lot of them bitches hit that curb, ayy
Always I flex, purple baguettes
Baby you know Im from Mars
Flex on my ex, never regret, ice on my chest, yeah
You niggas blur the pot, uh (Pot)
You niggas worth a lot, uh (Lot)
I got some commas, Ill take care of mama
Aint promised tomorrow, no
I keep them choppers on deck, yeah
Chanel on my shirt, it the best, yeah
Broke boy, you makin a mess
Stick he approachin, you niggas get wet (Drip)
Glam on my nigga, you slept on
They love you but disappear
Skydweller my wrist cause Im never here
They ghosted the whip cause I never steer
Two bitches addicted to eatin flesh
A lot goin on but we sayin less
They buy the plan B at the CVS
Im shootin mutha fuckers down, dont need a vest
I can get used to the trip in designer
Got powder, reached out while Im tourin, uh
Shout my main flex, iced out my neck
Got lot of them bitches that curb, ayy
Always i flex , purple baguettes
Baby you know Im from Mars
Flex on my ex, never regret,ice on my chest, yeah
I can get used to the drippin in Barneys
I roll up like Hardy, my guy
Pack hittin just like the mains
When we leave for tour, I might loft
Always I flex, purple baguettes
Baby you know Im from Mars (Flex)
Flex on my ex, never regret, ice on my chest, yeah
She playin chess, Teflon that vest
And I smoke gas when Im stressed
Make his own fees, call the police
All because my scents a threat
Damage and learn, hand up her skirt
Leave all the afros and lean
My friends are deceased, thats why
Im so blue when I count up my Franks, yeah
I can get used to the trip in designer
Got powder, reached out while Im tourin, uh
Shout my main flex, iced out my neck
Got lot of them bitches that curb, ayy
Always I flex, purple baguettes, baby you know Im from Mars
Flex on my ex, never regret, ice on my chest, yeah
I can get used to the trip in designer
Got powder, reached out while Im tourin, uh
Shout my main flex, iced out my neck
Got lot of them bitches that curb, ayy
Always I flex, purple baguettes
Baby you know Im from Mars
Flex on my ex, never regret, ice on my chest, yeah
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