Dark Souls (Remix)

Lyrics
[Intro: Fresco Trey] (Mano) Uh [Chorus: Fresco Trey] Baby, yeah, you got me I'm a changed man, you can unblock me Take you shopping out in Louis V You want Prada? You want Gucci or Givenchy? She want Range Rove', bought her two of those His and hers, me and her on a dark road You got a dark soul, but I can light it up (Light it up) Carti', rose gold, that bitch bright as fuck (Bright as fuck) [Verse 1: K CAMP] I'm on you and you on me Put them diamonds on you, treat you like a trophy Who is you? You's a brokie These hoes know I'm havin' cake like Steve Aoki LV store, I can tell you want more He a crease to you, anything you want yours I got plenty more, you ain't gotta wait for it What you trippin' for? Take you out that Honda Accord I want you to top me in my Benz Then I'll wipe my kids off your chin She don't want this nevеr, ever again Told me that shе tired of being friends Will I take it there? It depends [Chorus: Fresco Trey] Baby, yeah, you got me I'm a changed man, you can unblock me Take you shopping out in Louis V You want Prada? You want Gucci or Givenchy? She want Range Rove', bought her two of those His and hers, me and her on a dark road You got a dark soul, but I can light it up (Light it up) Carti', rose gold, that bitch bright as fuck (Bright as fuck) [Verse 2: Fresco Trey] Damn, girl, I like to fuck (Girl, I like to fuck) Put some diamonds on your wrist, and now your Carti' cut (Your Carti' cut) It's a Tonka truck, uh (A Tonka truck), with Obama guts (Obama guts) All up in her guts, uh, like a tummy tuck And I keep that Tommy tucked, uh, 'cause I can't go (Can't go) 24/7, I get high because I hang low You outside when I'm tryna shoot movies just like LOUIEKNOWS Hold on, strike a pose Can we invite some hoes? She said she like me and I like her too Uh, bronem with me, so please invite your crew If I'm your man and you got a plan, you know I'll sponsor you You say, "Niggas is evil," watch these bitches, girl, they monsters too They love to divide and conquer I don't look in your eyes, I hit from behind, them backshots sound like thunder Say you working a job, but I'll take you to Dubai to fuck up some commas 220 on the dash, you know we live fast and fuck up the summer Ayy, I'm tryna come match your pajamas [Chorus: Fresco Trey, K CAMP & Both] Baby, yeah, you got me I'm a changed man, you can unblock me Take you shopping out in Louis V You want Prada? You want Gucci or Givenchy? (Givenchy) She want Range Rove', bought her two of those His and hers, me and her on a dark road You got a dark soul, but I can light it up (Light it up) Carti', rose gold, that bitch bright as fuck (Bright as fuck)
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Credits
- Writers
- Fresco Trey
- K CAMP
- Romano
- KookUp