DiGi Prada
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[Pre-Chorus: Lil Chris & FBG Duck]
Young n***a livin’
Balenciaga drip
Foreign car whippin’ (Skrrr)
Made ‘em pay attention
I stuck to the vision (I stuck to the code)
Just shut up and listen (Shhh)
Now my diamonds glistenin’ (Bling, blow)
Now everyday it’s Christmas

[Chorus: Lil Chris]
I dropped the top on the coupé, yeah (yeah)
Now watch these lil’ bitches get loose, yeah (yeah)
Bitch I’m on fire like a roof, yeah (yeah)
Young n***a, I got the juice, yeah (yeah)

[Verse 1: Lil Chris]
Yeah, woah
Bought that lil’ hoe some Chanel’s, now I’m up one
Hit that lil’ bitch from the back til’ I bust one
We pull up and hop out with AK’s like Russians
I stay with my n***as because I do not trust none
I’m with them Mob men, we stay on that gang shit
Everybody drippin’ them hoes act like they famous
Roof roof, we some dogs, but they cannot tame us
I’m from the K where shit can get dangerous
Bitch I’m dripping like Ooze
Balenciaga Track.2’s
15 on a lot of shoes
N***a we some loose screws
We ain’t ‘bouta build shit, but we keep a lot of tools
N***a play with us, we gone’ put his ass on the news
Nah we ain’t catch a feelin’ with these hoes, we just pick and choose
All we do is win win win, we’ll never lose
Sell a lot of dope, but we tell the kids stay in school
Yeah we came a long way from the block selling dog food

[Pre-Chorus: Lil Chris & FBG Duck]
Young n***a livin’ (Bitch)
Balenciaga drip
Foreign car whippin’ (Skrrr)
Made ‘em pay attention
I stuck to the vision (I stuck to the code)
Just shut up and listen (Shhh)
Now my diamonds glistenin’ (Bling, blow)
Now everyday it’s Christmas

[Chorus: Lil Chris & FBG Duck]
I dropped the top on the coupé, yeah (yeah)
Now watch these lil’ bitches get loose, yeah (yeah)
Bitch I’m on fire like a roof (FBG shit)
Young n***a, I got the juice (FBG bitch)
[Verse 2: FBG Duck]
Bitch you know I’m ‘finna geek on ‘em
I-I got some head, fell asleep on ‘em (sleep on 'em)
I blocked the number, she keep calling
Talkin’ ‘bout money then we on it
Bitch thinks she gone’ spend the night
I told that bitch she can’t sleep over
I only fucked this bitch one time
If she didn’t know, she can keep comin’

[Bridge: FBG Duck & Lil Chris]
I got some n***as from your booth (Yeah)
I know you’re sick like the flu (Flu, yeah)
I’m drippin’ sauce, Ragu (Ragu)
Everything I say is true
Don’t make me act a fool
Pullin’ out her mouth, and then bust on her face and go “Oops”

MONEY

[Pre-Chorus: Lil Chris & FBG Duck]
Young n***a livin’
Balenciaga drip
Foreign car whippin’ (Skrrr)
Made ‘em pay attention
I stuck to the vision (I stuck to the code)
Just shut up and listen (Shhh)
Now my diamonds glistenin’ (Bling, blow)
Now everyday it’s Christmas
[Chorus: Lil Chris]
I dropped the top on the coupé, yeah (yeah)
Now watch these lil’ bitches get loose, yeah (yeah)
Bitch I’m on fire like a roof, yeah (yeah)
Young n***a, I got the juice, yeah (yeah)