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summrs - horses lyrics

yeah
yeah
i said yeah

[hook]:
christian dior, yuh
cannot be yours
my b-tch rockin’ that neff
she don’t rock michael kors
bands on me of course, yeh
and i dropped outta my courses
and the coupe came with horses, yeh

[verse]:
and my b-tch got endors-m-nts
we don’t f-ck with 12
f-ck the enforcements
my n-gga just bought him a benz
i’m proud of you lil ben!
yeh, i really thought i quit the xans, yeah
she just wanna chill with us so she could tell her friends
i just f-cked a bad b-tch and i put kan on her friend
my granny just called me, she like, “dj, how you been?”
i was like, “girl i’m running it up and it can’t get no better than this”
she like “boy all you gotta do is keep god first and you gon’ win”
i was high as f-ck last night can’t tell you how much i spent
i’ma run it up fifty bands and god d-mn might flood up my wrist
might run it up five bands and go give that sh-t to my b-tch
i’m like f-ck these n-ggas can’t even see through these cartier lenses
tryna flood my wrist, okay, oh yeah, well my lil sh-t drenched
[?] just came in wick, let’s go hit saks fifth
[?] just came in wick, let’s go hit saks fifth
i was high as f-ck last night can’t tell you how much i spent

i just bought margielas lil n-gga i swear i coulda paid your rent
one time in new york i popped a perc and that sh-t was mixed with fent
told myself that i’d never do it again
look at me now, i’m back on them percs again

[hook]:
christian dior, yuh
cannot be yours
my b-tch rockin’ that neff
she don’t rock michael kors
bands on me of course, yeh
and i dropped outta my courses
and the coupe came with horses, yeh

[post-hook]:
and the coupe came with horses, yeh
don’t get extorted
alex mcqueen
we ain’t rocking no jordans
i ain’t f-ck with lil shorty
b-tch was too boring

[verse 2]:
i done f-cked b-tches in every city it feel like i’m touring
yeah, sh-t getting boring
i just keep on pouring
[?]
i just hopped in the coupe and i can’t even drive it
winter season my cup b-tch, you know that i’m buying
can’t be me lil n-gga so why you keep trying?

[hook]:
christian dior, yuh
cannot be yours
my b-tch rockin’ that neff
she don’t rock michael kors
bands on me of course, yeh
and i dropped outta my courses
and the coupe came with horses, yeh

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