Lyrics

[Intro] (Jerms) [Chorus] I like COMME des GARÇONS ('ÇONS) My blunt is full of strong (Strong) She said I do her wrong, but she won't leave me alone (Uh-uh) I came up on some guap (Some guap) They think I sold my soul (My soul) This Ruger is a slut, it walk you down like Amber Rose (Okay) Don't gotta catch a cold (Yeah) We still gon' wipe ya nose (Fah) My chopper like to sing (Fah-fah) I call it Keisha Cole (Fah-fah) I walked in with that hammer (Yeah) We playin' Whac-A-Mole (Fah-fah) I'm smokin' on some pressure that might make you have a stroke (Okay) [Verse] Cardiac arrest, I got play across my chest Man, I'm grounded to this guap I can't play, last time I checkеd (Uh-uh) In this crazy life of sin, I'm gon' play it like it's chess (Uh-uh) Evеry time I play, I win (Uh-uh) 'Cause I always came correct (Uh-uh), yeah Ferragamo shades, you can't even see my face I got dawgs, they cook you up, they might just do like Bobby Flay All I do is see the light 'cause I been through my darker days All I do is see the blue, I'm on the field like Notre Dame [Chorus] I like COMME des GARÇONS ('ÇONS) My blunt is full of strong (Strong) She said I do her wrong, but she won't leave me alone (Uh-uh) I came up on some guap (Some guap) They think I sold my soul (My soul) This Ruger is a slut, it walk you down like Amber Rose (Okay) Don't gotta catch a cold (Yeah) We still gon' wipe ya nose (Fah) My chopper like to sing (Fah-fah) I call it Keisha Cole (Fah-fah) I walked in with that hammer (Yeah) We playin' Whac-A-Mole (Fah-fah) I'm smokin' on some pressure that might make you have a stroke (You ruin everything)