文本歌词

Wiley、Future、Nafe Smallz、Chip - Givenchy Bag (Explicit)
Written by：Daniel James、Jahmaal Fyffe、Nayuadius Wilburn、Richard Kylea Cowie
Composed by：Daniel James、Jahmaal Fyffe、Nayuadius Wilburn、Richard Kylea Cowie
Yeah pluto
Said she wanna go mi yard
Pon road to a real n***a heart ayy
Said she wanna hit the mall
Wanna show it off like a movie star ayy
Said she used to the fraud
Girl did you ever think you'll live this large ayy
She call me mr anyting 'cause I can buy her anything
The tings that she want ayy
I'm moving like a king so she had to look twice
Told herself serve or take my advice
It ain't no worries when you standing by my side
You look surprised girl you look like a ****
She said she wan' go ah yard
Pon da road she know me par too 'ard ayy
She said she wan' go down ah west end
Fi spend money pon ah blouse and frock ayy
She said she wan' buy a givenchy bag
Bag small but di price dem large
I'm mr anyting a anyting so mi ah
Go buy anyting that she want
She moving like a queen
Had to look twice
I told her baby girl hey everyting nice
You ain't gotta worry 'cause I got you to the end
You ain't lookin' like a five girl you lookin' like a ten
So
Iced out down girl keep it on loyal
Roll that a** around girl vroom vroom vroom
Bounce it up and down girl rah rah rah
And maybe do what I do it like woah woah woah
Take me one more round and we gon' hit the lotto
She stop f**kin' clowns 'cause this sh*t wasn't addin' up
Prints on her now gotta gotta her back up
Bad ting ting but I made her badder
Yeah say she never been to selfridges never been to harrods
I should send you primark just to keep a balance
One man to your pum pum I could imagine
Good p***y feels better when gyal its a challenge
Trippy young n***a always flexing it's apparent
You see me with a 1010 just can't lower my standards
They saying she a gold digger but I ain't a broke n***a
So when her ex's couldn't get the bill
She was embarrassed so
I could be your santa baby with some claws though
Could never put a ring on any h** h** h**
Way she wine sweet what's that moscato
Eh tik and tok make it clap bravo
She a bad lil' **** I'ma freak til the morn'
With the late night lovin' got me tryna call on ya late
f**k your ex that n***a old news uh
You just need someone to go to
And she knows she a bad lil' momma
Givenchy nah wan' no dolce gabbana
She finessing never care about karma
Still I think that p***y might be worth all the drama for real
On the eastside with this ice on chill hey
I'm with the mandem still
But you could be mine baby signed and sealed
Iced out down girl keep it on loyal
Roll that a** around girl vroom vroom vroom
Bounce it up and down girl rah rah rah
And maybe do what I do it like woah woah woah
Take me one more round and we gon' hit the lotto
She stop f**kin' clowns 'cause this sh*t wasn't addin' up
Prints on her now gotta gotta her back up
Bad ting ting but I made her badder