Hermosa

Lyrics

[Intro: Lancey Foux] Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here? Ha, chyeah [Chorus: Lancey Foux] I get dressed to match my car, let me set the tone When the money comin' fast, gotta sip it slow Make the baddie chop chop like the Hippodrome Yo Pi'erre, I'm outside in London, gripping chrome Go legendary, then I put my young niggas on Yellow canary, the Rollie on Simpson Ready, I'm ready, I'm standing on ten toes [Verse 1: Len] Ayy, hold on, hold on Yeah this far from cheap, it's a car on my neck, huh I do this no sleep, no protein bars, just cigarettes, huh "Yeah he's kinda cute, but he's still far from a Len" That mink coat, minimum ten French hoes, talking 'bout "Wesh wesh wesh" I got two twins up in my room, I feel like Johnny Test I swear that shit was drippin', wiped his nose, I got me a runny set Big bag, hotel room tall [Verse 2: YT] I got ones in Montréal I got jawns that you don't know, and I got famous tings on dial Wait, hold up, watch this money spread so long, it's like The Nile Just tipped in from Cairo, yeah she always in denial I've got twenties, tens and pinks all stacked in different colour piles Said she like my swag, she like my clothes, she like my style Said she like my skin, she like my braids, she like my smile She asked where I been, 'cause she ain't seen me in a while Shows in different countries, I been running up air miles [Chorus: Lancey Foux] I get dressed to match my car, let me set the tone When the money comin' fast, gotta sip it slow Make the baddie chop chop like the Hippodrome Yo Pi'erre, I'm outside in London, gripping chrome Go legendary, then I put my young niggas on Yellow canary, the Rollie on Simpson Ready, I'm ready, I'm standing on ten toes [Verse 3: Fimiguerrero] Let's go, let's go I can set the tone Backdoor vacation, I send money through my phone Bad, from Sierra Leone, wanna get my bone I ain't got no heart but Chrome, but still I make her moan Yes, I make her choke, when she's in her diamond choker Feel bad for my folks, they seen I play with cards like poker Eat me up like oats, I break her back like fuck me, oats [Verse 4: Lancey Foux] No I ain't her man, oh but I tell her she Hermosa Came in with my gang, we in Milan, it's Cosa Nostra I've been trappin' worldwide, I secure the globe Hit him in his head and hands, cook him like samosa Cookin' like a baker man, I secure the dough Soon as she give me the green light, then I'm good to go Soon as she give me the Bentley key, I'm lockin' off the road Money and sex is coming full speed, your love's slo-mo Need a baddie with some XP and need a train to go [Chorus: Lancey Foux] I get dressed to match my car, let me set the tone When the money comin' fast, gotta sip it slow Make the baddie chop chop like the Hippodrome Yo Pi'erre, I'm outside in London, gripping chrome Go legendary, then I put my young niggas on Yellow canary, the Rollie on Simpson Ready, I'm ready, I'm standing on ten toes