Horses - Summrs

Yeah

Yeah

I said yeah

Christian Dior, yuh

Cannot be yours

My bitch 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

And my bitch got endorsements

We don’t fuck with 12

Fuck the enforcements

My nigga 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 fucked a bad bitch 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 fuck last night can’t tell you how much I spent

I’ma run it up fifty bands and god damn might flood up my wrist

Might run it up five bands and go give that shit to my bitch

I’m like fuck these niggas can’t even see through these Cartier lenses

Tryna flood my wrist, okay, oh yeah, well my lil shit drenched

Physicals just came in Wick, let’s go hit Saks Fifth

Physicals just came in Wick, let’s go hit Saks Fifth

I was high as fuck last night can’t tell you how much I spent

I just bought Margielas lil nigga I swear I coulda paid your rent

One time in New York I popped a perc and that shit was mixed with fent

Told myself that I’d never do it again

Look at me now, I’m back on them percs again

Christian Dior, yuh

Cannot be yours

My bitch 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

And the coupe came with horses, yeh

Don’t get extorted

Alex McQueen

We ain’t rocking no Jordans

I ain’t fuck with lil shorty

Bitch was too boring

I done fucked bitches in every city it feel like I’m touring

Yeah, shit getting boring

I just keep on pouring

I just hopped in the coupe and I can’t even drive it

Winter season my cup bitch, you know that I’m buying

Can’t be me lil nigga so why you keep trying?

Christian Dior, yuh

Cannot be yours

My bitch 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