Walking Ferragamo Woesum (Ft. Yung Lean)
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[Intro: DJ Scream]
Whatever you got to do to get to that higher level, now it's the time to participate in that
Blue Summer
[Chorus: Yung Lean]
Coughing in the casket, diamond jeans magic
They like Lean "We're so proud of what you do and all" (They proud of me)
When I speak, yeah, they listen I feel like a pastor
It's a good day, I can't really lie I'm on
Gotta get to work, gotta make something happen
C-c-cause if I don't do it then who really will?
Magic blue lights, silver strings are magic
Yeah, I'm trying to make these birds sing, give you chills
[Verse: Yung Lean]
Let the snakes take a bite
Go and trim the grass
Ice at my shows, ice in my bag
Walking Ferragamo, walking Ferragamo
It's a good day, I can't really feel no sorrow
Walking Ferragamo, I live for tomorrow
She tried to eat my heart out like Jeffrey Dahmer
Switching lanes in traffic, I do this shit backwards
Say they hate it, hate it, but they really faking
Wanna be me so they bow down
Shining through the star
Walking Ferragamo, walking Ferragamo
Whatever you got to do to get to that higher level, now it's the time to participate in that
Blue Summer
[Chorus: Yung Lean]
Coughing in the casket, diamond jeans magic
They like Lean "We're so proud of what you do and all" (They proud of me)
When I speak, yeah, they listen I feel like a pastor
It's a good day, I can't really lie I'm on
Gotta get to work, gotta make something happen
C-c-cause if I don't do it then who really will?
Magic blue lights, silver strings are magic
Yeah, I'm trying to make these birds sing, give you chills
[Verse: Yung Lean]
Let the snakes take a bite
Go and trim the grass
Ice at my shows, ice in my bag
Walking Ferragamo, walking Ferragamo
It's a good day, I can't really feel no sorrow
Walking Ferragamo, I live for tomorrow
She tried to eat my heart out like Jeffrey Dahmer
Switching lanes in traffic, I do this shit backwards
Say they hate it, hate it, but they really faking
Wanna be me so they bow down
Shining through the star
Walking Ferragamo, walking Ferragamo
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