Follies Summrs

[Intro]
Whoa, Gosha Rubchinskiy
Baby said she want to come with me
R-Racks on me I got plenty
Look at his pockets, they mini
Got a bag on me when I'm in Beni's
Walk up in Lenox (Walk up in Lenox)
Then I hit Onyx
Bag on me baby I promise and if we being honest

[Verse]
Whoa, Gosha Rubchinskiy
Baby said she want to come with me
R-Racks on me, I got plenty
Look at his pockets, they mini
Got a bag on me when I'm in Beni's
Walk up in Lenox (Walk up in Lenox)
Then I hit Onyx
Bag on me baby I promise and if we being honest, whoa
Lil' Rino higher than a pilot, whoa
Higher than a fucking ollie
Racks on me, baby I got it
Dreads on my head like Lil Gotit
Bring the ones out when we at Follies
Got a bag on me like I'm in college
Off a perc, don't test my knowledge, yeah
That G2 hold a nigga hostage, yeah
Fucking that bitch, she got mileage, yeah
Where the xans at? No molly, whoa
Don't tell nobody but this is on my body, Chanel, Number Five, whoa
Run this shit up with no job
Tesla S doors, them bitches butterfly
Ain't fucking on that bitch, she just ran a mile
Run the money up, I'm smoking on doja
Put my lil' bitch up in Gosha
She want to kick it with a soulja
Look at my diamonds, they frozen
Pouring that lean up in the fuckin' soda
Look at that bitch, she so ugh, yeah
Money dancing with my shoulders
She go up and down like a 'coaster
Against the wall like a poster
I'm fucking that bitch and she can't take it
I told that lil' bitch "Yeah, gon shake it"
Lil' Rino, man, I'm the most hated
Man, look at my shirt, it's Stone Island
I walk up in Saks and I keep swiping
Jugging these boys feel like Swiper swiping
Kicking shit with the felons
Butterfly doors it came with feathers
Smoking on cookie that fucking vanilla
Lil' Rino don't give a fuck 'bout Coachella
I just need a lil' bit more skrilla
Fake ass nigga, got to keep this shit realer
Running that pack like a Pittsburgh Steeler
(Benji, what the fuck is wrong with you?)