Brand-new RAF jacket | And Rick Owens jeans, yeah, just to match it | I stuffed all my problems, yeah, in this grabba
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Brand-new RAF jacket | And Rick Owens jeans, yeah, just to match it | I stuffed all my problems, yeah, in this grabba
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Brand-new RAF jacket And Rick Owens jeans, yeah, just to match it I stuffed all my problems, yeah, in this grabba I fight my depression with my swagger I get dressed and I'll be okay, yeah Balenciaga, I just spent your mortgage on my collar I love fornication and disrespecting dollars Louis Vuitton Air Force 1s, hell yeah, I got 'em 'Cause to me, it ain't no problem Private jet, one hundred K just to get to LA and back, I don't break no sweat I was fuckin' this bitch so hard, goddamn, I'm tryna break her neck But now she treats me, hell nah, 'cause she knows I'm gon' cut that check Yeah, I'm gon' cut that check Fashion habits I'm fightin' my depression with my fashion habits Hell nah, I ain't flexin', nigga, I'm just swaggin' I spent seven K on a Prada jacket, I ain't even braggin' I'm just letting you know, I be fresh everywhere that I go Never mattered what my fit cost, I still look like a boss I still take your bitch and fuck her first night at my loft I pass her G6, we get high like a flight, yeah, we're takin' off Brand-new RAF jacket And Rick Owens jeans, yeah, just to match it I stuffed all my problems, yeah, in this grabba I fight my depression with my swagger I get dressed and I'll be okay, yeah Balenciaga, I just spent your mortgage on my collar I love fornication and disrespecting dollars Louis Vuitton Air Force 1s, hell yeah, I got 'em 'Cause to me, it ain't no problem Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, fighting depression, huh Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, with these drugs Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, with my swag, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, with your love Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I can't get enough, yeah, yup My fashion habit got me buyin' all this stuff, yeah, yeah When I'm depressed, I go outside and flick up, yeah, yeah I call my bitch, so she can lick my dick up, yeah, yeah Yeah, I call her bitch 'cause I don't hang with no niggas I don't hang with no niggas, 'cause I know they switch up I don't hang with nobody 'cause I'm too official 'Cause everybody talkin' 'bout everybody And that's how you know they cliqued up Brand-new RAF jacket (yeah) And Rick Owens jeans, yeah, just to match it I stuffed all my problems, yeah, in this grabba I fight my depression with my swagger I get dressed and I'll be okay Balenciaga, I just spent your mortgage on my collar I love fornication and disrespecting dollars Louis Vuitton Air Force 1s, hell yeah, I got 'em 'Cause to me, it ain't no problem
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