Prada Bae Young T & Bugsey (Ft. Nafe Smallz)

[Intro]
Quincy tell 'em

[Chorus: Bugsey]
(yeah) Real G's move in silence like it's Bolognese
My life ain't been the same, I'm in my Gucci bag (yeah)
Baddie with me come from outta way
F*ck in the GLA, she made her booty clap
Sippin' regular Dom Peri', ayy
Shawty, you'd be amazed
Girl, you my Prada bae
Throw me lemons I'll make lemonade
The plug and I liaise, I'm finna fly away (go)

[Verse 1: Nafe Smallz]
I just keep it sho, she see everythin' froze
We lit, they know, my clique, my woes
Step too clеan, spend a whip on these robеs
Still smokin' these O's, I ain't cuffin' no hoes (no way)
Don't get caught slippin' when you're on the main road (go)
Devil still lurkin', you know how the game goes
I don't trust a soul, nah, there's not a soul (nah)
Louis stepper, new season and it's old, you know

[Refrain: Nafe Smallz]
She gon get me lit, ayy, ayy
She just spent an hour on this dick, ayy, ayy
Posin' for a pic, ayy, ayy
We be makin' porn in the crib, ayy, ayy
They just buyin' Louis call it drip, ayy
They don't even know they look shit, yeah
Someone tell 'em buy a new fit, yeah
Still jewelry shoppin', all my jewelry is lit, yeah (oh, yeah)
Money talks and it never talks shit, let's go