| Lyrics | I’m clean
But I’m riding dirty
Dripping, dripping wrist on bitch
Because I know that she be thirsty
40, 40 on his hip
Gold wrapped around the shits
Tailored, tailored suit to fit
Brand collector in this bitch
Is you brave or you bold?
Balenciaga kicks be fresh and ballin at the souls
Givenchy pinkie ring is wet, I dipped that shit in gold
Saint Laurent my fucking belt
No point
That bitch is down to go
Is you bad to the bone
Raf Simons all white tee, is such a dream of which I own
Golden goose ain't the shoes but bet the socks on when I’m cold
Prada on me
Sauce all on me
Fuck all on me dirty hoe
I rock Armani socks
Keep me away from hittas
Poles or toting Glocks
Wearing Dior cologne
Fahrenheit, be out of stock
Market high in demand
Throw up a band
And drown in shots
Gucci Gucci denim jeans
I ball hard, i fuck with silver, not supreme
Pass me a picture I fuck a bitch like James dean
Or I pass on nigga and fuck em up like Tay Keith
“Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up”
And you know I’m down to go
You know it
90 90-dollar cream roll out the pocket and you hoping
Designer dipped in scent and covers skin like a tarpaulin
Fendi bag (woo) and it’s glowin
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But im riding dirty
Drippin dripping wrist on bitch
Because I know that she be thirsty
40, 40 on his hip
Gold wrapped around the shits
Tailored, tailored suit to fit
Brand collector in this bitch
I’m clean
But im riding dirty
Drippin dripping wrist on bitch
Because I know that she be thirsty
40, 40 on his hip
Gold wrapped around the shits
Tailored, tailored suit to fit
Brand collector in this bitch |
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