Horses

Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah Yeah (Sky is my hero) I said yeah [Chorus] Christian Dior, yuh Cannot be yours My bitch rockin' that Neff She don't rock Michael Kors Bands on me of course, yeah And I dropped outta my courses And the coupe came with horses, yeah [Verse 1] And my bitch got endorsements We don't fuck with 12 Fuck the enforcements My nigga just bought him a Benz I'm proud of you lil' Ben Yeah, I really thought I quit the xans, yeah She just wanna chill with us so she could tell her friends I just fucked a bad bitch and I put Kan on her friend My granny just called me, she like, "DJ, how you been?" I was like, "Girl I'm running it up and it can't get no better than this" She like "Boy all you gotta do is keep God first and you gon' win" I was high as fuck last night can't tell you how much I spent I'ma run it up fifty bands and god damn might flood up my wrist Might run it up five bands and go give that shit to my bitch I'm like fuck these niggas, can't even see through these Cartier lenses Tryna flood my wrist, okay, oh yeah, well my lil' shit drenched Physicals just came in Wick, let's go hit Saks Fifth Physicals just came in Wick, let's go hit Saks Fifth I was high as fuck last night can't tell you how much I spent I just bought Margielas, lil' nigga I swear I coulda paid your rent One time in New York I popped a perc' and that shit was mixed with fent' Told myself that I'd never do it again Look at me now, I'm back on them percs again [Chorus] Christian Dior, yuh Cannot be yours My bitch rockin' that Neff She don't rock Michael Kors Bands on me of course, yeah And I dropped outta my courses And the coupe came with horses, yeah [Bridge] And the coupe came with horses, yeah Don't get extorted Alex McQueen We ain't rocking no Jordans I ain't fuck with lil' shorty Bitch was too boring [Verse 2] I done fucked bitches in every city it feel like I'm touring Yeah, shit getting boring I just keep on pouring Said I'm broke that's abhorrent I just hopped in the coupe and I can't even drive it Winter season Moncler bitch, you know that I'm buying Can't be me lil' nigga so why you keep trying? [Chorus] Christian Dior, yuh Cannot be yours My bitch rockin' that Neff She don't rock Michael Kors Bands on me of course, yeh And I dropped outta my courses And the coupe came with horses, yeh
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