I promised him to go see the Mona Lisa
Oh yeah she has a pair of Valentinos
The rhyme is easy her name is Valentina
My phone rang she checked the number
She asked who is this girl
I replied it's just another one
She turned her gaze she laughed yellow
Being in love doesn't suit her
Like Hillary among the bloods
Da Vinci flex
Presence
A Hermes square
Is spread out in the room
Da Vinci flex
Presence
A Hermes square
Is spread out in the room
She heats the salad at the bottom of the bowl
She appreciates the love of her guy
She fell for my hardcore side
She's tired
Of her guy's love
She smashes the powder with class she's Parisian
Coolly she asked if I loved her
I told her no not that here huh
Even if it's true that we're good in Paris six
She pulled out a bunch of magazines
Sometimes she has a sweater
Sometimes she doesn't
Always she has a thing
On her photos black Hermes logo
Fuck
She's a fighter jet
What am I doing here
To show her to my guys fuck insta
I google her
She's wearing my suit jacket
She whispers stay a little like usual
Like the others she
Idealizes
Oh no darling realize
Fuck
Oh no darling realize
There, I'm not going to play the host
She dances she dances and I become a director
She has the melody on loop she wants to steal my Walkman
She said you're not looking at me
In an accusatory tone
She dances she dances
The camera is rolling
She has a moment of absence
Her antidepressant makes love to her
She cries
She dances
She dances
She dances
She cries
Then I wrote S

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