Loading up, I got to send a message I'm at Rodeo I just dropped a bag at Neiman's all up on my hoe
YSL from head to toe Undercover I switch season's up

Undercover on my top YSL on my jeans
Out in Milan with my thot rockin' double C
Space coupe we been off of 2H-B
All up in the club my side hoe want more drugs

Can't hear the things she said I'm on them drugs, I'm out my mind
She want love but I want bands don't know nun but pouring up lines
On my waist like Calvin Klein, no they won't see me decline
2K watch that mean too fly, I'll take my time

It get's hard when tables turn, leave her alone and she be fine
It get's hard when bridges burn I won't stop, the rest is mine
Used to want a GLE now I need a Range Rover
Ask her what she want from me I can't rearrange her way

I can't leave it, I can't leave it
Walk in with that fye every time I delete it
I get moncler early every winter season
If she say that she cold, I would let her keep it

Wake up, get some racks next day then I'll repeat it
She played herself in the end I hate to see it
I left the club with two bitches, she was peeking
Told Pain let's get chrome, went Soho and spree it

Loading up, I got to send a message I'm at Rodeo
I just dropped a bag at Neiman's all on my hoe
YSL from head to toe I've been undercover

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Te amo