Prada Me
Lyrics
I got a lot on my mind (Mind)
Fuck with my slime and get slimed (Slimed)
Baguettes, they're all in my time (Time)
I heard she yours, but she mine now
Smoking this tree like a pine (Pine)
Lambo too fast, man, it fly (Fly)
Gucci boots, look like I climb now
And I got no time, no time
I just want my money right
And I got no time, no time
I just want my money right
Jordan 1's, I got 'em all (Yeah)
Play with my gang, you're a fool (Yeah)
All of my teachers, they used to hate me
Now my crib has got a pool (Yeah)
Diamonds, they drip like I drool (Yeah)
Glock with a beam is the tool (Yeah)
If you're on moves and if you got lines
Then you don't talk and that's the rule (Yeah)
I'm from the 10, it's a trench (Yeah)
None of my niggas are benched (Yeah)
Smoking on Paris, I'm French (Yeah)
Hit it and hit it again
If I see opps on the mains (Yeah)
They'll get whole of the skeng (Yeah)
If that boy chills with the paigons (Yeah)
Then we ain't friending again (Yeah)
Mama told me that she's proud of me
Told her, "Mummy, you can count on me"
Called my accountant, said that we're Gucci
Models say they like the style on me
Mama told me that she's proud of me
Told her, "Mummy, you can count on me"
Called my accountant, said that we're Gucci
Models say they like the style on me
I got a lot on my mind (Mind)
Fuck with my slime and get slimed (Slimed)
Baguettes, they're all in my time (Time)
I heard she yours, but she mine now
Smoking this tree like a pine (Pine)
Lambo too fast, man, it fly (Fly)
Gucci boots, look like I climb now
And I got no time, no time
I just want my money right
And I got no time, no time
I just want my money right
Free all my boys in the can (Can)
London's cold, you'll get a tan (Tan)
Man know I'll grip it for Mick (Mick)
Man know I'll grip it for Dan (Dan)
Forbes and the Times is the plan (Plan)
From the fire to the pan (Pan)
I got my hood up like Kenny (Kenny)
I'm the leader like I'm Stan (Stan)
I got these Ksubis from Sydney
I got this Bape from Japan
I just pulled up in a Lambo
Your man, he drives a Mégane
I do this shit 'cause I can
I run it up 'cause I can
I do this shit 'cause I can
I run it up 'cause I can
Mama told me that she's proud of me
Told her, "Mummy, you can count on me"
Called my accountant, said that we're gucci
Models say they like the style on me
Mama told me that she's proud of me
Told her, "Mummy, you can count on me"
Called my accountant, said that we're gucci
Models say they like the style on me
I got a lot on my mind (Mind)
Fuck with my slime and get slimed (Slimed)
Baguettes, they're all in my time (Time)
I heard she yours, but she mine now
Smoking this tree like a pine (Pine)
Lambo too fast, man, it fly (Fly)
Gucci boots, look like I climb now
And I got no time, no time
I just want my money right
And I got no time, no time
I just want my money right
Writer(s): Che Grant, Alec Conner Jackson, Keith Varon, McCulloch Sutphin
Copyright(s): Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
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