Prom Night

Lyrics

[Intro] (twentythree) Uh, uh, oh, yeah (twentythree) [Chorus] Don't as— don't ask if I'm cool, man Nigga, I might have my stick in my suit, I was heavy on prom night I'm finally rich, they all on my dick Like ten ain't nothin', spend that shit on my bitch Say what? My closet cost more than your kid Got too many guns in the back of the black Got a AR-15 in my 130 backpack This one for the niggas that look up to me [Verse] You could be anything, but you can't be me Man, Tom Ford shades on my face The jeans still saggin', Celine on my waist All I need is some Qua' (And I'm startin' my day) All money ain't good if you know it can't fold This shit for my kid, man, I'm messin' my seed They all on my dick, they rappin' my life I ain't scared of no nigga, we all bleed the same Shit gettin' pitiful watch who you with Bro made him a name for stoppin' the whip Swanton Bomb, yeah, with the K like I'm Hardy I walk in this bitch, I'm the life of the party [Chorus] Don't as— don't ask if I'm cool, man Nigga, I might have my stick in my suit, I was heavy on prom night (I was what?) I'm finally rich, they all on my dick Like ten ain't nothin', spend that shit on my bitch Say what? My closet cost more than your kid Got too many guns in the back of the black Got a AR-15 in my 130 backpack This one for the niggas that look up to me (Don't ask if I'm what? I was what?) Don't as— don't ask if I'm cool, man Nigga, I might have my stick in my suit, I was heavy on prom night (I was what?) I'm finally rich, they all on my dick Like ten ain't nothin', spend that shit on my ***** Say what? My closet cost more than your kid (What) Got too many guns in the back of the black (Baow) Got a AR-15 in my 130 backpack (Phew, phew, phew, phew) [Outro] Oh, yeah Uh, uh, uh