NYFW

We got a problem, here? We got a problem, nigga?
Put your gun away, nigga
Can we have one night where there ain't no fighting? Nobody gets shot
Shut up, bitch

Shut up, bitch, there's a hundred-three lines of the lean inside this cup
I done pulled up back to back, the second car? don't interrupt
Brodie just whipped on the wrong opp, told lil' bro: Go put it up
I done pulled Mercedes-Benz out, had a bang-out, what the fuck?
Chasin' cash before the hoes
Prefer the fast life for the slow
Brodie just hit him a lick and he done broke down with the bros
That was trim
So you know I'm puttin' woes before the foes
Diamonds VVS so night time it'll glow

Balenciaga, Tint Excel, designer sneaks on
I'm rockin' Rick-y one of one for fashion weekend
Pull up suburban, Monte Carlo Goyard piece on
I make 'em nervous when I walk in with that heat on

Shut up, bitch, there's a hundred-three lines of the lean inside this cup
I done pulled up back to back, the second car? don't interrupt
Brodie just whipped on the wrong opp, told lil' bro: Go put it up
I done pulled Mercedes-Benz out, had a bang-out, what the fuck?
Chasin' cash before the hoes
Prefer the fast life for the slow
Brodie just hit him a lick and he done broke down with the bros
That was trim
So you know I'm puttin' woes before the foes
Diamonds VVS so night time it'll glow