passenger

歌詞

Designer on me, I been sipping on codeine She a pretty girl riding passenger seat of my car Every night under the stars, this shit so awesome Rolling that dope (Yeah) Smoking on metro blooming every single day, lil' hoe (Yeah) I got all these diamonds on me, they shining bright as fuck I done switch my swag, I was broke, now look, I'm rich as fuck My diamonds choking, choking, choking, choking, choking huh I been turning, turning, turning, turning, turning up She spend one day with me, she all on me, ain't never getting off I been bought my shit, I'm flexing, I ain't never saying sorry Hermes link Baguette my chain and cuban bracelets all on me I do pointers, baby, sapphire stones, they codeine pink I ain't even care to where it is, I knew my coats were mink My coat's mink Trench coat drag on the floor, yes, it follow me I don't follow no one but I bet your main hoe follow me (Hey) Put the logos out on me (Hey) I ain't even fuck her but you prolly shouldn't kiss her 'cause your main hoe swallow me I been cooking up like I'm stuck in the kitchen, and my niggas ready to eat I put it all the way on everyday, who fresher as me? Designer on me, I been sipping on codeine She a pretty girl riding passenger seat of my car Every night under the stars, this shit so awesome Rolling that dope (Yeah) Smoking on metro blooming every single day, lil' hoe (Yeah) I got all these diamonds on me, they shining bright as fuck I done switch my swag, I was broke, now look, I'm rich as fuck My diamonds choking, choking, choking, choking, choking huh I been turning, turning, turning, turning, turning up They say I lost my mind, I replied and said, "That's true" When she said she done with, I replied and said, "It's cool" Fire on my side, pouring up codeine, yeah, for all my troops She way too feisty, pulling my Calvin Kleins off in my room I don't wear Nikes, Paris, France, designer forty-four shoe I keep a 4.5, thinking you can try it, I'ma point it right at you I gotta open eyes, she close her eyes, she riding I got so much money, top floor, Illuminati All this shit I'm popping easy, A-B-C for shawty Alyx, Balenciaga, every Carol Christian Poell Do double stack, in double C, I fuck the bitch with hours The opps said he want talk to me, talk to the stick about it Designer on me, I been sipping on codeine She a pretty girl riding passenger seat of my car Every night under the stars, this shit so awesome Rolling that dope (Yeah) Smoking on metro blooming every single day, lil' hoe (Yeah) I got all these diamonds on me, they shining bright as fuck I done switch my swag, I was broke, now look, I'm rich as fuck My diamonds choking, choking, choking, choking, choking huh I been turning, turning, turning, turning, turning up