Comme Des Garçons Lyrics – Lil Tracy
(Gren8)
(IanoBeatz)
Ooh, this *** so bad I might just *** without a strap
We got all the racks, we doin’ shows back to back, hold up
Comme des Garçon, yeah, I’m drippin’, that’s just facts, hey (I’m drippin’)
Lost some of my bros, I’ll sell my soul to get them back
My new *** make me sick
My old *** on my ***
My side *** way too thick
And your *** liked my pics, yeah
My white *** got fake lips
She still can’t get no kiss
I’m a rockstar, baby, I’m lit
I’m signin’ ***’ ***, okay
I been on the road, I been on the road (I been on the road)
***’ different hoes, fifteen K a show (Fifteen K a show)
Can’t even trust my bros, gotta stay on my toes (Gotta stay on my toes)
Ten racks for my clothes, I could style you, bro
I been on the road, I been on the road (I been on the road)
Yeah, Wiz Khalifa ***, I been blowin’ Os (I been blowin’ Os)
Yeah, you can keep this ***, I don’t love no ho (I don’t love no ho)
Yes, I’m freakin’ rich, just got a hundred more (Okay)
Baby, I know you wanna date or want some racks
I’ma take your pretty ass right down to Saks
I’ma break the ***’ bank then break your back
Ooh, this *** so bad I might just *** without a strap
We got all the racks, we doin’ shows back to back, hold up
Comme des Garçon, yeah, I’m drippin’, that’s just facts, hey
Lost some of my bros, I’ll sell my soul to get them back
My new *** make me sick
My old *** on my ***
My side *** way too thick
And your *** liked my pics, yeah
My white *** got fake lips
She still can’t get no kiss
I’m a rockstar, baby, I’m lit
I’m signin’ ***’ ***
Ayy, she want me to take her out, ayy (Out)
I’ma just get it to go, hey (Go)
Meet her at her house, hey (House)
Puttin’ my *** in her throat, ayy (Throat)
She wanna *** right now, wait (Now)
Makin’ her take it off, wait (Off)
She wanna be around, hey (‘Round)
She wanna see us grow (Grow)
I’m in the hood with my Rollie, feel like Mitch for real, wait (Mitch for real)
Serena, Venus (Yeah)
Ten Xans, wait
I play with the racks, yeah (Yeah)
I play with my plaque, yeah (Yeah)
That’s a platinum plaque, yeah (Yeah)
Roll up on that rat, yeah
*** was bad (Yeah)
Like I’m sad (Yeah)
Ain’t no way in hell, yeah, I’m goin’ back (Yeah)
I’ll be damned if I let ’em ruin that (Yeah)
Hop on the Instagram, now she in my pad (Yeah)
My *** doin’ scams, he got all the cash (Yeah)
Swiper, no swipin’, I just blew a bag (Yeah)
My flight in the AM, vacuum-seal that (Yeah)
I’m ’bout to fly to France, do you understand?
Ooh, this *** so bad I might just *** without a strap
We got all the racks, we doin’ shows back to back, hold up
Comme des Garçon, yeah, I’m drippin’, that’s just facts, hey
Lost some of my bros, I’ll sell my soul to get them back
My new *** make me sick
My old *** on my ***
My side *** way too thick
And your *** liked my pics, yeah
My white *** got fake lips
She still can’t get no kiss
I’m a rockstar, baby, I’m lit
I’m signin’ ***’ ***, okay