based1 - prada me lyrics
[intro: tokenvlone]
based1 got them bands, ho
uh+huh, yeah, ba+da+da, uh, uh, uh
yeah, yeah
uh, uh, yeah (okay, uh, uh, yeah)
[chorus: tokenvlone]
know they proud of me (proud of me)
louis v, i mix it with the prada jeans
take a n+gga for ransom, robbery
save that sh+t for the birds, honestly
just believe that, on the speakers, she givin’ me feedback
nothing right but she giving me feedback
b+tch, i’m fresher than ever, moncler coat with the dior sweater
jacket letterman with the dior letters
got the hеrman’s belt so the jeans fit bеtter
b+tch, i’m better than ever
let me see who better than me, got the vlone shirt and the balmain jeans
okay, they sayin’ sh+t fictional
don’t f+ck around in this b+tch, it get physical
dots on his body, we leave his ass critical
he type on the net so that n+gga is digital
[verse 1: tokenvlone]
i told her, “don’t you play with me ’cause my n+ggas runnin’ your house”
and you claim that you want the bread but your b+tch ass stay on the couch
let me see who fresher than me, to be honest, these n+ggas be actin’ like they really b+tches (for real)
got two twin b+tches, they say that they castin’ these spells on a n+gga, i think that they witches
two twin glocks named tia tamera
the glocks shoot the same, they fit perfect together
ooh, drop that top on a fly n+gga b+tch
and these n+ggas be hoes and they think that they sh+t
yeah, yeah, these hoes thotties, and the top that they givin’ be sloppy
in the i8, movin’ real fast
and your boy do the dash, and that b+tch like a blunt, i’ma pass
[bridge: tokenvlone]
huh, dun+dun+dun, dun
ho, she was talkin’ too much, for real
yeah, for real, hoes be talkin’ too much, for real
i know i’m different but these hoes talkin’ too much, for real
huh, yeah, for real
yeah, yeah, let’s go, let’s go
[chorus: tokenvlone]
know they proud of me
louis v, i mix it with the prada jeans
take a n+gga for ransom, robbery
save that sh+t for the birds, honestly
just believe that, on the speakers, she givin’ me feedback
nothing right but she giving me feedback
f+ck with b+tches, i don’t even need that
i’m the next up, lil’ n+gga, believe that
[verse 2: steele 11]
sippin’ on lean, this sh+t be bustin’
nasty girl, keep suckin’
brand new dior, please don’t touch it
she said that i got lucky
for the bands that i made (all the bands, i gave you my heart)
can you run away? nah, that kitty cat wetter than my necklace
that sh+t fat as h+ll, no precious
yeah, it remind me of my ex+b+tch, oh
yeah, that’s every part of me (uh)
told that b+tch on top of me, “kicks rocks”
thank you sloppin’ me, big loss
countin’ my paper up, big bucks
uh+uh, uh+huh, you gone
out of my mind, and f+ck you and your friends that was f+ckin’ up my life
you already know i’m anti+social and i hate sayin’ goodbye (oh, please, tell me why)
[chorus: tokenvlone]
know they proud of me
louis v, i mix it with the prada jeans
take a n+gga for ransom, robbery
save that sh+t for the birds, honestly
just believe that, on the speakers, she givin’ me feedback
nothing right but she giving me feedback
f+ck with b+tches, i don’t even need that
i’m the next up, lil’ n+gga, believe that
[outro: tokenvlone]
duh+duh+duh, okay, believe that (yeah, yeah)
duh+duh+duh, okay, believe that
okay, believe that
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