Arthur Prada - audigier Lyrics

I rock that Christian Audigier
SRT, I swerve it like driver
And she like me, but I don't like her
I know she bad, lil shorty a rider
I been high, I wanna be higher
They want the smoke, I got the fire
Up in the street, I'm burning them tires
I'm so tired, pass me the lighter

Who is that?
You can tell it's AP by the rhinestones on my shirt
House party might lurk, these man are nerds
I'm dipping out cus their words are slightly getting on my nerves
Finish up my vossy then I dash it on the curb
Glass shattered, twinkle like some diamonds in the sky
True religion logo over my heart, I cannot lie
When it comes to me and you boo, it's do or die
Purple apes, all on me, creeping in the night
We popping bottles of fizz
I blow my baby a kiss
I drop a bag on my kicks
Then I link Maggy in Bris
Like gymnastics you get flipped off
Like Amiri jeans you get ripped off
Feds up around the corner we got tipped off
Check my wristwatch, I don't do no wrist talk
See me doing well, I know that you're pissed off
Red underneath my shoe like a blister
The gas you're smoking on its quiet like a whisper

I rock that Christian Audigier
SRT, I swerve it like driver
And she like me, but I don't like her
I know she bad, lil shorty a rider
I been high, I wanna be higher
They want the smoke, I got the fire
Up in the street, I'm burning them tires
I'm so tired, pass me the lighter