Blvck Svm - Hyogo Lyrics

I'm in Bottega Veneta
Waffle-knit stitch on the sweater
Parakeet green on the letters
I don't be rocking no butters, if you see me booted it's Maison Margiela
Double-R came with umbrella, they tryna rain on my parade from the cellar
Only do beef when a farmer in Hyogo dispatch it, I got no vendettas

I'm doing numbers like stars at the Mecca
In issey miyake, I flooded Tribeca
Tryna save room for my dinner
But I done been touching more bread than a champion of checkers
I crave all the pressure, they cave under pressure, the difference is clear
Ain't missed a target in over a year
I bet you could tell by this Rick Owens tactical gear
Yeah, I got remarkable range
Midas put fingers to fangs, and also to mains, so only the molars remain
I pick up a couple of chains, a bustdown, a plain, examine the different terrains
It used to just be in my brain, my love for the game, but now I can feel it in veins, yeah
Came from the sediment, niggas throw dirt on my name it's irrelevant
Money been calling, my minutes unlimited
Talking much louder than negative sentiment
Blood on my 90s they matching the Vetements
Late to the session, I pull up in Revenant
Hop in the booth with my demons, I let 'em in
They want a feature, so we had to get 'em in

Double-R came with umbrella, they tryna rain on my parade from the cellar
Only do beef when a farmer in Hyogo dispatch it, I got no vendettas
Double-R came with umbrella, they tryna rain on my parade from the cellar
Only do beef when a farmer in Hyogo dispatch it, I got no vendettas

Yeah, Cartier frames, I'm Professor Frink
Niggas think I picked Chicago for school
I really just wanted to flex in a mink
Might take a trip to re-up on my ink
I'm on a plane in a beater and links
Call up an Uber, it stop at the corner
I probably won't flood it, that shit was a Brinks
Armor no chinks, chain mail every week
Sternum Bojangles, I keep a three-piece
Throw me a sack and a couple of beats
I'll send back the gas, it's nothing to me
To get to the rack had to make a few pivots
My wrist is on frigid, my neck half a ticket
The rhythm they make when they hitting intricate
These niggas is shady, I don't wanna kick it

Double-R came with umbrella, they tryna rain on my parade from the cellar
Only do beef when a farmer in Hyogo dispatch it, I got no vendettas
Double-R came with umbrella, they tryna rain on my parade from the cellar
Only do beef when a farmer in Hyogo dispatch it, I got no vendettas