[Intro]
Dolce & Gabbana, my-hmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm
03 (Mike Free on the beat, ayy)

[Chorus]
Dolce & Gabbana [?] while I'm buyin' garments
Baby's on Rodeo, I'm at Tiffany's [?]
Big boy meals, we ride big boy wheels
Dolce & Gabbana [?] while I'm buyin' garments

[Verse]
D&G, like, fuck a fleece
Stay clear of the fuckery
44, who fuck with me?
Your bitch done fell in love with me
Every time I drop sumn'
Havin' this designer every time I cop sumn'
It's that Purple Zone Militia, bitch, I told you on the first one
Back it up, reverse sumn'
She love all my music 'cause it make hеr wanna twerk sumn'
Talkin' with the ballers in thе shadows, who gon' murk sumn'?
With the higher power like we fell off in the Church brunch
When I hit the yard I had us gobble by the first lunch
Get off with the first punch
N***a been tryin' me, 'til they find out
03, don't make that choppa blow your mind out
Oh, what your grind 'bout?
These n***as my children, tryna put 'em back on time out
Find a bad boy on the corner, they just left the Shine now
We don't shoot up clubs or shoot no sluts
We shoot them K's inside your hood, outside your car
I'm at your neck until you done
If you live by the gun then you die by the gun, yeah
[Chorus]
Dolce & Gabbana [?] while I'm buyin' garments
Baby's on Rodeo, I'm at Tiffany's [?]
Big boy meals, we ride big boy wheels
Dolce & Gabbana [?] while I'm buyin' garments

[Outro]
Dolce & Gabbana [?] while I'm buyin' garments
Baby's on Rodeo, I'm at Tiffany's [?]
Big boy meals, big boy wheels
Dolce & Gabbana [?] while I'm buyin' garments
Baby's on Rodeo, I'm at Tiffany's [?]
Dolce & Gabbana [?] while I'm buyin' garments
Baby's on Rodeo, I'm at Tiffany's [?]
Big boy meals, we ride big boy wheels, 03