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d. ardee - style not free lyrics

[hook]
fifty on the wrist, the plain jane on
i just copped a belt, the new saint laurent
spent a check a gucci, now my pay gone
all this ice i got to put the blame on
n-gg-s ain’t popping, n-gg-s ain’t rocking
n-gg-s ain’t chopped in, got the game locked in
lafayette the park to lafayette the mall
she see me in the store f-ck me in the stall

[verse]
i done rolled up in that so tough and i’m glowed up
in that cold tux, n-gg-s giving no f-cks
i hit up giuseppe and then coco
step out in versace and manolo
when that plane landing, name branding
better flame that sh-t, with that lame -ss sh-t
know the gang lit, who you playing with
i be out in paris rocking balmain’s sh-t
i done got some ace of spades i got to pour it up
i just want an ap on my wrist to hold it up
put a panther on my shades just to show it off
that’s that cartier sh-t, you don’t know enough
but shorty know that i done fell in love with that dussé that cognac
louis xiii do its thing, that’s my prozac
got these yellow eyes, b-tterflies where my clothes
got the check from primo, hit moschino, and i blow that
these is off-white soles almost cost a whole rack
switch it up and flex with the mitch-ll & ness, the throwback
pointing at the yacht because i know i’m a own that
ain’t n-body make it for me, baby, got my own back
fragrance ferragamo
taking photos at the duomo in milano
ooh, mozzarella, parmigiano-reggiano
feeling like i got more cheese than lebron though
me, i’m about them commas
put that on my momma
that’s why i swamped, drowning in designer
paper, like a prayer, like madonna
n-gg-s frowning, i’m pushing all the boundaries
i’m grounded, but i f-ck b-tches mike lowry
loudly, while i’m tripping off a d-mn brownie
i’m drowsy, head pounding, i’m feeling lousy
b-tterfly porsche, suicide doors
got her on fours because she want a mike kors
she do what i want so i hit up my source
i should get a check all this ice i endorse
gucci clear watch, transparent top, bare a lot
hitting tear drops in my fear of gods, do i care to cop?
rare rock, big as triceratops
and i heard that farrakhan told me i should share a lot
n-gg- so i share more, no longer paranoid
i copped me the armani, got it tailored so i wear it more
she just want to top me but she told me that i can’t record
i see her in victoria, the type of sh-t i can’t ignore, i stare more

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