MARNI

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah (d.a. got that dope) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Chorus] I got these Jimmy Choo shoes Made this shit back when I snooze I count up racks and the blues (I do) I do not fuck with you dudes Marni on me and it cost About a band and a K Marni on me and it costing About a band and a K [Verse] Hop on the beat and I spit 'cause I don't no pen or no paper, that's on God I just walked in the club with a hundred thousand and the bitches say, "Oh, God" We playing with real guns, no COD I said I want a grip, sending narcotics It's safe that I start, so it's top-notch Chop' make him dance like hopscotch I do not want that gun, that's a hot Glock The live itch from this za's like a high top Old me would listen to this shit on my iPod I was too young, I ain't even had an iCloud Took mama's phone, so I put the songs on SoundCloud Three years later, look at me, yeah, I'm up now Four years later, look at me, I got a bust down Bro used to trap in the mornings 'til the sun down You really think we is gang? You is some clown Pull up with K's, we gon' empty out some rounds If you come outside, all you hear is gun sounds Knew you was talking that shit, don't act dumbfound DAB's like dope, he'll move pounds I'm Black Panther, lil' nigga, these my hounds Pack said he don't got no gas, then I frown That's lights out (Grrtt) [Chorus] I got these Jimmy Choo shoes Made this shit back when I snooze I count up racks and the blues (I do) I do not fuck with you dudes Marni on me and it cost About a band and a K Marni on me and it costing About a band and a K [Outro] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Mm-mm, mm, mm-mm, mm) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Mm-mm, mm, mm-mm, mm) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Mm-mm, mm, mm-mm, mm) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Mm-mm, mm, mm-mm, mm)