HBA (hood by air) RIVEN

[Intro]
Yeah, and I'm rockin' HBA, ooh
High-fashion, I rock everyday
Yeah, and I'm rockin' HBA, ooh
High-fashion, I rock everyday, yuh
Thinkin' how the fuck to change my ways, ooh
Goin' crazy in my head, I can't behave
Keep it cool with these Balenciaga shades— (Shades)
Uncertainly surreal
I’ll tell you how I feel
The slowly sinking never ending feeling
Just follow in my lead, I'll tell you where to meet
I promise to be everything you need
Yeah, yeah, ooh, ooh, ooh

[Verse]
Yeah, [?] on me, yeah, I got some extra on me
And these fuck-niggas tryna try me, yеah
Why yo' bitch so ugly, yeah
Yeah, I'm countin' thesе hunnids, uh
Yeah, the [?] love me (Ooh)
The [?] on me, yeah
Bitch, I got chains, they on—, uh, bitch, I got chains, they on me
Givenchy sweater on me (Givenchy, Givenchy)
And I'm on the highway, bitch, I speed in that SRT (—T, —T)
Maison Margiela on me, this swag, you can't keep, yeah
Now I'm feelin' hungry, bitch, I grab my plate and eat, yeah
I don't give a fuck who dissin' me, who the fuck's Vamp Leek?, yeah
Fuckin' [?] the Heats, fuck-nigga, he is not flexin' on me, yeah
Nigga not steppin' on me, we get this money I made in a week, yeah, yeah
We just be poppin' off E, poppin' off some X
Yeah, my diamonds so wet (Bitch)
And we got some choppas, lil' bitch, and she sing like a duet
Rollie my wrist, I'm rockin' Plain Jane
Countin' my money, I'm leavin' the bank, yeah
Fuck-nigga he on that timing and shit, smokin' that nigga like he was some dank, yeah