
designer sleeves
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- 2020s
- underground rap
- cloud rap
- hip-hop/rap
- pluggnb
- sexy
- bright
- east coast rap
Lyrics
Intro
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Chorus
You say I'm too young, but I can't hear you
You say I'm too hot, but it's so chilly
You say that you love me, I can't believe you
You say he's your baby, well, I can treat her (Yeah)
She think I'm so rich, she can't believe it
She want more drip, she need a receipt (Yeah)
I been in the lab cookin' up that cheese (Yeah)
It's a whole lot of money in these designer sleeves (Yeah)
Verse
They can't keep track of me (Me)
They can't get back to me (Me, yeah)
You can't get a fact on me (Fact, yeah)
This is my last call, yeah
I'm at the top floor with her (Yeah, yeah)
You're in the back corner with her (Yeah, yeah)
You ain't gon' stop her, I'ma top her (Yeah, yeah)
She want the Osam', she need that Osam' (Yeah)
She said she love me, but she know I'm a liar (Yeah)
She gon' tell her friend, they tryna ride for money (Yeah)
They wan' kick it with me, but they ain't got to (Yeah)
I been smokin' too much, I might need a reboot (Reboot)
I been gettin' so high, I think I'm in a capsule (Capsule)
I been gettin' so high, I think that I'm in space (Space)
I been gettin' so high, I'm not even in my place (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
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