Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Connor Richman
Songwriter
Lyrics
Imma pull up in some Louis shoes
Imma pull up in some Gucci boots
Riding around in a Bentley coupe
I can tell that this shit new to you
Imma pull up in some Louis shoes
Imma pull up in some Gucci boots
Riding around in a Bentley coupe
I can tell that this shit new to you
Back to back and I was getting bitches
Went from rags to riches
I was getting evicted
Now I'm on a mission
If they chose they missin
They was really switching
You can really get it
Chose they missin
Don't need intermissions
I ain't pessimistic
Won't catch me bitchin'
Bitch, I test the difference
I ain't less than gifted
This my mission
Don't get it twisted
Bitches go crazy for nothing
Out and you know that I'm stuntin
Trust me it's nothing
I go back to back triple double
Want it you know imma cuff it
Water my wrist like a puddle
Funny she think we a couple
Gucci, Louis V in the Prada duffel
Off white-black jeans right from the buckle
On the lean and the Molly seeing double
C class shuttle
You know I'm on go
You know what I'm on
Gucci my shoes
My bag Louis Vuitton
Dripping this ice
I don't gotta flaunt
Wherever I go I buy what I want
Blank expressions
Try to send a message
Never learned they lesson
They was always pressin
Got your girl undressing
Now we got some leverage
Oh
Oh you got hoes?
Yeah I got several
Imma pull up in some Louis shoes
Imma pull up in some Gucci boots
Riding around in a Bentley coupe
I can tell that this shit new to you
Imma pull up in some Louis shoes
Imma pull up in some Gucci boots
Riding around in a Bentley coupe
I can tell that this shit new to you
Writer(s): Connor Richman
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