skinny jeans & rick owens Suigeneris & yvngxchris
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[Intro: Suigeneris]
What you wanna buy? (Skrrt, skrrt)
I can put the blicky in the Ricky's, what you wanna buy?
I can put the Ricky with the blicky when you wanna— (Err)
I can put that Ricky with that blicky, what you wanna buy? (Hey, where's Rolo?)
Go, bitch, go
[Chorus: Suigeneris]
Skinny jeans and Rick Owens, best believe I'm sticked up
Aim for that hoe, she ate that pressure, licked my dick up
Wockhardt sipper, I put zazzy in my system
Popstar living, I call guys, he for them big bucks
[Verse 1: Suigeneris]
You ain't with the business, you call mommy for your chip, huh?
Hundred dollar shirt, I take it off, you get your shit snuck
Diamonds on your chain, boy, show them off, you got your shit tucked
But, when I pull it out, don't make no noise, don't let your bitch run
And no, this ain't no G-Lock, this an AR, this a big gun
You ain't pull up with a vest and helmet? Boy, you big dumb
You the type to bust inside your head before your bitch come
"Sorry Sui, I ain't mean that comment, I'm a bitch, bruh"
My VLONE is faker than a bitch, it's from the thrift, cuh
You don't got the money for your drip, go hit a lick, son
I ain't have that money for a bit, but now I'm big up
All these comments talking 'bout, "Go get Chris," okay, go get bruh
What you wanna buy? (Skrrt, skrrt)
I can put the blicky in the Ricky's, what you wanna buy?
I can put the Ricky with the blicky when you wanna— (Err)
I can put that Ricky with that blicky, what you wanna buy? (Hey, where's Rolo?)
Go, bitch, go
[Chorus: Suigeneris]
Skinny jeans and Rick Owens, best believe I'm sticked up
Aim for that hoe, she ate that pressure, licked my dick up
Wockhardt sipper, I put zazzy in my system
Popstar living, I call guys, he for them big bucks
[Verse 1: Suigeneris]
You ain't with the business, you call mommy for your chip, huh?
Hundred dollar shirt, I take it off, you get your shit snuck
Diamonds on your chain, boy, show them off, you got your shit tucked
But, when I pull it out, don't make no noise, don't let your bitch run
And no, this ain't no G-Lock, this an AR, this a big gun
You ain't pull up with a vest and helmet? Boy, you big dumb
You the type to bust inside your head before your bitch come
"Sorry Sui, I ain't mean that comment, I'm a bitch, bruh"
My VLONE is faker than a bitch, it's from the thrift, cuh
You don't got the money for your drip, go hit a lick, son
I ain't have that money for a bit, but now I'm big up
All these comments talking 'bout, "Go get Chris," okay, go get bruh
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