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letra de lavish - naiomi

cash cash, lavish

all this money (cash, cash)
turned me to a savage (savage)
louis, gucci
yeah, i got a habit (habits)
livin’ good
yeah, i’m livin’ lavish (lavish)
check the wrist watch
this a icy patek (patek, patek)

awe man, i got em’ mad again
all in they feelins
never had help, was always the helpin’ hand
that’s god’s plan
whatever i’m steppin’ in cost big bands
back of the bach, b-tch (b-tch)
catch me at saks fifth
i’m runnin’ out of patience, i’m anything but basic
balmain on the pants
walk up in my closet, designer sh-t from france
yeah, my drip is expensive
no you cannot rent this
i’m never actin’ reckless
50 thousand on the necklace
sippin’ sippin’
i know you sittin’ reminiscin’ on the time we put in
big duffle bag full of all the racks i’m gettin’
got a lot of pain, but i always hold it in
i’m always layin’ low
tell the valet pull the rolls
empty clips that need disposed
i done switched the flow
lot of sh-t i don’t expose (shh)
he know i’m the drippiest, he know i’m the vibiest
walk into the dealership, cop another foreign whip
my new jeweler keep me flossy
gotta watch who’s around me
i’m the queen, so they crown me
pockets deep, think i’m drownin’
i’m verified, without the verification
i hit the club, gucci shades, purple my liaison
they treat me like i’m famous
i’m on ya b-tches’ playlist
check the status, a-list
my smith & wesson stainless (uh)
i spent days prayin’, i spent nights cryin’
so many diamonds in the face, yeah, it’s perfect timin’
flawless p-ssy soakin’ wet, he about to dive in
thousand dollars on the bottle, you know what the vibe is (b-tch)

all this money
turned me to a savage (savage)
louis, gucci
yeah, i got a habit (habits)
livin’ good
yeah, i’m livin’ lavish (lavish)
check the wrist watch
this a icy patek (patek, patek)

you thought i was finished? that was just a demonstration
i could really show you somethin’ like an ill-stration
all that sh-t you talkin’ flagrant
wanna learn? i could sign you up, administration
and just so you know, i wrote this on my own
tell the billboard have my spot because i’m comin’ home
watch me claim my throne
this ain’t no two minute skit
i done stayed up, wrote for hours and rehe-rs-d this sh-t
always write when i’m sober, need no pill, lil b-tch
everybody want fame, but don’t wan’ put work in
i know where i’m goin’
they give me front row service
drive me around, chauffeur
i’m never usin’ someone’s clout, i got my own exposure
my lens is always focused
i don’t need no closure
i just wish you well and try my best to hold composure
these other rappers nervous
i cut the beat up, surgeon
i see these b-tches lurkin’
i told him close the curtains (gone)

all this money
turned me to a savage
louis, gucci
yeah, i got a habit
livin’ good
yeah, i’m livin’ lavish
check the wrist watch
this a icy patek

naiomi (naiomi, naiomi)

- naiomi

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