ฟังเพลงVetement Socks (Clean)

Vetement Socks - NAV

Lyrics by：Navraj Goraya/Wesley Glass/Amir Esmailian/Chandler Durham/Colin Franken

Composed by：Navraj Goraya/Wesley Glass/Amir Esmailian/Chandler Durham/Colin Franken

Wheezy outta here

Run that back Turbo

I'm in the Ghini and I move a baddie

And when we go shopping I put her in TJ

And it don't bother me know that I'm quality

No wonder all of these girls wanna keep me

Shoutout my section my diamonds electric they stare

When I'm walking inside of the building

Told her come over and I barely know her

And I bent her over and gave her the business

Fresh off the lot I just got me some options

I'm sliding new coupe or the four-door

I hit the gas and I'm gone just like Wheezy

I'm outta here all of my cars got a turbo

Do you even know how many records I sold

Heard your man on the road doing promo

You might see me at parties in rooms full of rappers

But I really don't wanna go though

I was in traps dirty pots in the sink

When I go back home I feel like I'm a king

Too many chains now my neck got a kink

Cancel my plans I'm too high I can't link

She got her natural hair long and she push it on

And that turn me on the moods

All of my friends say I'm wrong and she not the one

But I flew her coast to coast

Everything I get it expensive

Take a good girl to the trenches

Keep it safe I ain't really gotta mention

My shooters got dreads with extensions

Said she got no money it's okay though

Keep a Glock I'ma put her on payroll

Stress me out she hate when I say no

Keep me locked in when she give brain though

Maybe it's your face maybe it's your lil' a*s waist

Maybe it's the way that you taste

Might be how you talk

Might be the way that you walk thick thighs with an a*s on top

Give me a kiss pink slip match your watch pinky ring flooded with rocks

Yeah that for a drop everything fresh out the box Rick Owen Vetement socks

Pop me a Perc' and I get in my mode

You know my problems hope you don't expose

You give me yours and I'll give you my soul

Book a jet tell me where you wanna go

Show you the real me I'm dropping my guard

Let her go shopping I give her my card

I get so high that I'm one with the stars

Take what I took and I'll take you to mars

I got some secrets I keep in the dark

Only from you who I hate being apart

My baby don't play Chanene her shades

Don't live by the book but we on the same page

You just tell me what you want and I got it

I'm really balling girl stop being modest

Wanna be with me you gotta be cautious

Keep my money flowing can't let nothing stop it

Everything I get it expensive

Take a good girl to the trenches

Keep it safe I ain't really gotta mention

My shooters got dreads with extensions

Said she got no money it's okay though

Keep a Glock I'ma put her on payroll

Stress me out she hate when I say no

Keep me locked in when she give brain though

Maybe it's your face maybe it's your lil' a*s waist

Maybe it's the way that you taste

Might be how you talk

Might be the way that you walk thick thighs with an a*s on top

Give me a kiss pink slip match your watch pinky ring flooded with rocks

Yeah that for a drop everything fresh out the box Rick Owen Vetement socks