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Huh, huh
Huh, huh
Huh, huh
Brand new RAF jacket
Rick Owens jeans, yeah, just to match it
I smoked 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
Huh, huh
Huh, huh
Brand new RAF jacket
Rick Owens jeans, yeah, just to match it
I smoked 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 treat me, hell nah, 'cause she know 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 takin' off
But now she treat me, hell nah, 'cause she know 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 takin' off
Brand new RAF jacket
Rick Owens jeans, yeah, just to match it
I smoked 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, 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, yeah
My fashion habit got me buyin' all this stuff
When I'm depressed, I go outside and flick up, yeah, yeah
I call my bitch up, 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 them niggas, 'cause I know they switch up
I don't hang with nobody, 'cause I'm too official
'Cause everybody talk 'bout everybody, and that's how you know they cliqued up
Brand new RAF jacket (Yeah)
Rick Owens jeans, yeah, just to match it
I smoked all my problems, yeah, in this grabba
I fight my depression with my swagger, I get dressed and I'll be okay, yeah
When I'm depressed, I go outside and flick up, yeah, yeah
I call my bitch up, 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 them niggas, 'cause I know they switch up
I don't hang with nobody, 'cause I'm too official
'Cause everybody talk 'bout everybody, and that's how you know they cliqued up
Brand new RAF jacket (Yeah)
Rick Owens jeans, yeah, just to match it
I smoked 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
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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