Souf Way Yung Mal & Lil Quill
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[Intro: Yung Mal]
Richie
1'5
1017
[Chorus: Yung Mal]
Alexander McQueen, Raf Simmons
This a Rolls Royce Wraith, got stars in it
A brand new Skydweller, baguettes in it
I'm penthouse living, with mermaids in it
Tahitian Treat sippin', and it got syrup in it
A trap house on Tipson, and it got birds in it
My dope beat off the hinges, J's on my nerves with it
Big bruh in penitentiary, the judge gave him a life sentence
[Verse 1: Lil Quill]
Big bro locked up in the feds, they just gave him life plus twenty
We mix the Act up with the red, you know we not pouring Henny
No I cannot go back and forth, you know that we having plenty
Traphouse located off of Tipson, shit be beating off the hinges
Don't want no smoke with me but if you do just meet me in the trenches
Police just pulled up at the spot, ran out the back, just hit the fences
Got [?] on my lenses
And they tried to follow, they heard that we trendin'
Alexander McQueen hold up my britches
If she not a model then she cannot kick it
If it ain't a foreign then I cannot whip it
Richie
1'5
1017
[Chorus: Yung Mal]
Alexander McQueen, Raf Simmons
This a Rolls Royce Wraith, got stars in it
A brand new Skydweller, baguettes in it
I'm penthouse living, with mermaids in it
Tahitian Treat sippin', and it got syrup in it
A trap house on Tipson, and it got birds in it
My dope beat off the hinges, J's on my nerves with it
Big bruh in penitentiary, the judge gave him a life sentence
[Verse 1: Lil Quill]
Big bro locked up in the feds, they just gave him life plus twenty
We mix the Act up with the red, you know we not pouring Henny
No I cannot go back and forth, you know that we having plenty
Traphouse located off of Tipson, shit be beating off the hinges
Don't want no smoke with me but if you do just meet me in the trenches
Police just pulled up at the spot, ran out the back, just hit the fences
Got [?] on my lenses
And they tried to follow, they heard that we trendin'
Alexander McQueen hold up my britches
If she not a model then she cannot kick it
If it ain't a foreign then I cannot whip it
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