Lyrics
I just blew a check on Chanel Milano
You can't buy respect
But how the fuck should I know
Boy I'm sauced up, I'm so A1
I've been getting to it with my day ones
I fucked up the bag
Like it's all I know
Pop a couple tags, I should buy the store
I just blew a check, with a couple o's
Then I pull up to the bank, with a couple more
I got red bottoms on me, tread lightly
Making moves, yeah
Bitch I might be
My whole life is a movie like Spike Lee
And your girl friend wanna be just like me
But enough of that
I run to the bag
9 9 9 9 9 9 that's a mill that fast
Pull up in a Rover
Am I doing too much?
I'm poppin' like soda
Y'all don't do enough
I just blew a check on Chanel Milano
You can't buy respect
But how the fuck should I know
Boy I'm sauced up, I'm so A1
I've been getting to it with my day ones
I fucked up the bag
Like it's all I know
Pop a couple tags, I should buy the store
I just blew a check, with a couple o's
Then I pull up to the bank, with a couple more
Gold links on me I'm a blessing
Amen!
Club gotta pay me for my presence
I already bought the bottles in my section
Do you got a chance, I leave you guessin'
But enough of that
Put the club on smash
2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 M's in a bag
Pull up in a Rover
Way too sauced up
I'm poppin' like soda
Drink up, drink up
I just blew a check on Chanel Milano
You can't buy respect
But how the fuck should I know
Boy I'm sauced up, I'm so A1
I've been getting to it with my day ones
I fucked up the bag
Like it's all I know
Pop a couple tags, I should buy the store
I just blew a check, with a couple o's
Then I pull up to the bank, with a couple more
Writer(s): Jillyan Anais Moor
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