
GLAMOUR KILLS Punkinloveee
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[Verse 1]
D&G choker, play that bitch like poker
Maison Margiela kicks, I look like a mannequin
Ten grams in my blunt, woah, I blew the fuck up woah
I got all my haters mad, now I'm spendin' racks now
Oh
[Chorus]
I don't even know how to spend these r-racks
She throwin' it back
I'm punk rock bitch I don't need tats
We don't check the fucking tags
I just bought my bitch a bag
She just wanna hold my strap
Throw it up, throw some bands
[Post-Chorus]
I need me an Emma Watson, I think I'm poppin' (O-L)
I don't ever wanna do shows, I'm already rich, bro
Ten grams in my blunt, woah, I blew the fuck up woah
I got all my haters mad, now I'm spendin' racks now
[Verse 2]
I got love for some designer
My bitch tech, call her designer
I'm flexin' in Hysteric Glamour
It's fuck yo' grandma and your momma
D&G choker, play that bitch like poker
Maison Margiela kicks, I look like a mannequin
Ten grams in my blunt, woah, I blew the fuck up woah
I got all my haters mad, now I'm spendin' racks now
Oh
[Chorus]
I don't even know how to spend these r-racks
She throwin' it back
I'm punk rock bitch I don't need tats
We don't check the fucking tags
I just bought my bitch a bag
She just wanna hold my strap
Throw it up, throw some bands
[Post-Chorus]
I need me an Emma Watson, I think I'm poppin' (O-L)
I don't ever wanna do shows, I'm already rich, bro
Ten grams in my blunt, woah, I blew the fuck up woah
I got all my haters mad, now I'm spendin' racks now
[Verse 2]
I got love for some designer
My bitch tech, call her designer
I'm flexin' in Hysteric Glamour
It's fuck yo' grandma and your momma
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