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(Jay The Great)
All this expensive linen, it got me feelin' like John with the Beatles
Lifestyle high fashion
I went and spent about three on my denim
Rollin' down Abbey Road and I'm drivin' slow, blowin' gas out the foreign, uh
Feelin' like oh, darling, I cannot leave you, no, Iike I'm McCartney, uh
Now and then I think I need you
But sometimes I feel like I don't
Chrome Heart the chain, gang swang
All this money make me cold, uh
Drippin' in Dior-y fabrics
All this expensive linen, it got me feelin' like John with the Beatles
Lifestyle high fashion
I went and spent about three on my denim
Rollin' down Abbey Road and I'm drivin' slow, blowin' gas out the foreign, uh
Feelin' like oh, darling, I cannot leave you, no, Iike I'm McCartney, uh
Now and then I think I need you
But sometimes I feel like I don't
Chrome Heart the chain, gang swang
All this money make me cold, uh
Drippin' in Dior-y fabrics
Money comin' in, no nitro
None of my bitches average
And my neck and wrist look like a lightshow with the pyro
All this money treat me different
Baddies treat me like I'm Hendrix
Cartier frames be my lensies
Black Beatle, John Lennon
Big ol' baguetties, boogers in my tennis
Mike Amiris with the spinach
Aw yeah, Black Beatle, John Lennon
Going to fly away
Can you imagine?
A nigga so classic
Mike Amiri be my fashion
Fly away
Can you imagine?
None of my bitches average
And my neck and wrist look like a lightshow with the pyro
All this money treat me different
Baddies treat me like I'm Hendrix
Cartier frames be my lensies
Black Beatle, John Lennon
Big ol' baguetties, boogers in my tennis
Mike Amiris with the spinach
Aw yeah, Black Beatle, John Lennon
Going to fly away
Can you imagine?
A nigga so classic
Mike Amiri be my fashion
Fly away
Can you imagine?
Blessed, I ain't average
John Lennon with the Patek
Uh-uh-uh
Stackin' hundreds in the rubber bands 'til they bust out
You can't compare me to no other nigga, I'm Clearport and they bus route
Aw yeah, blew a hundred piece on the bustdown
I two-tone the Patek and plain jane the AP, that pole is a must now
Uh, I Maxwell with the silver hammer, know it's up now
We come together and she call me your majesty, I give her them tough rounds
Now and then, feel like I need you
Sometimes I feel like I don't
John Lennon with the Patek
Uh-uh-uh
Stackin' hundreds in the rubber bands 'til they bust out
You can't compare me to no other nigga, I'm Clearport and they bus route
Aw yeah, blew a hundred piece on the bustdown
I two-tone the Patek and plain jane the AP, that pole is a must now
Uh, I Maxwell with the silver hammer, know it's up now
We come together and she call me your majesty, I give her them tough rounds
Now and then, feel like I need you
Sometimes I feel like I don't
Chrome Heart the chain, gang swang
Big money make me cold
All this money treat me different
Baddies treat me like I'm Hendrix
Cartier frames be my lensies
Black Beatle, John Lennon
Big ol' baguetties, boogers in my tennis
Mike Amiris with the spinach
Aw yeah, Black Beatle, John Lennon
Going to fly away
Can you imagine?
A nigga so classic
Mike Amiri be my fashion
Fly away
Can you imagine?
Blessed, I ain't average
John Lennon with the Patek
Big money make me cold
All this money treat me different
Baddies treat me like I'm Hendrix
Cartier frames be my lensies
Black Beatle, John Lennon
Big ol' baguetties, boogers in my tennis
Mike Amiris with the spinach
Aw yeah, Black Beatle, John Lennon
Going to fly away
Can you imagine?
A nigga so classic
Mike Amiri be my fashion
Fly away
Can you imagine?
Blessed, I ain't average
John Lennon with the Patek
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