Comme de Garcons Lyrics – DMANN
Singer: DMANN
Title: Comme de Garcons
I’m high as f#ck n#gg#
Aye
Ion even understand n#gg#s
Burn a n#gg# brody bro just got a tan n#gg#
Helping hand n#gg#? f#ck no I can’t stand n#gg#s
I color up she give me brain on demand n#gg#
Touchin on this bread but I ain’t flash another penny
You ain’t getting Ruth Chris I’m bout to take yo #ss to Wendy’s
Now I’m rocking Comme kicks remember I was wearing grippys
Swear to God I sold an old n#gg# percs he was sixty
I’m in the town finna hit the south end for some phillys
It’s a half pound of knocks got me f#cking up my kidney
My n#gg# said he feeling safe he ridin’ with that Whitney
But this b#tch start to singing it’s gon cause a whole scene
n#gg# said he poured *oh* that’s how I know he don’t drink lean
Stop the cap up for thе nets, you n#gg#s never seen a bеam
I’m a real sh#t talker, Amiri leather for my jeans
Yeah that b#tch ride the {?} even though she on my team
I’m the youngest n#gg# f#ckin on yo mama and that’s real sh#t
She make a killing scammin on these n#gg#s making real chips
When she make it all she bring it back she such a real b#tch
n#gg# had has name on 3 papers he a real snitch
f#ck
I’m a rockstar
Poured a {?} a wockhardt
I’m a wockstar
This big can can hold a fire missile to stop cars
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