Back to Top

Bmob - Black Prada Lyrics



Bmob - Black Prada Lyrics
Official




Something really wrong with us
Like her better with the Prada on her
No touching, no touching this
Yeah
No-one touch the blueprint
All I got is true shit
Made of my influence
Mighta got influenza
Really God I do this
Made it where we from and all the places that going
Took a plane to Minnesota
Callin' all her minutes over
But no this isn't over
Yeah, just have another gin and soda
Tell em make it a double damn
And you'll be falling in the sofa
I can't wait, I'll never find another you
I can't hate, I just really f*ck with you
I can't change, oh you know that's what I do
I can't stay
But whatever works I wanna do uh
And I can't really help who come at you
But there's one thing I'll tell you that it wasn't true
Uh out of my way
Thinking I should step back get out of the way
Think if I could get back everything what I'd say
I'm just tryna get that black Prada for bae
You shouldn't have to ask me for much
Pour a cup and pass me the blunt, oh oh
Yeah
Is this the ending
Cause if it is I need to go and cut the tension
And nothing really got us back to where we left it
Hardly get through to you like am I speaking French shit
The sun was coming up you already pretending
So pour another cup it's warming up the engine yeah
I wake up everyday get the rent
Really I can't pick you up when I got the Benzo
I need time all by myself with my people
Yeah I need time all by myself with my people
I need someone who know I need her to f*ck with my people
No no no, need someone I know
F*ck with my people
F*ck with my people
F*ck with my people
F*ck with my people
F*ck with my
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

[ Correct these Lyrics ]

We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.




Something really wrong with us
Like her better with the Prada on her
No touching, no touching this
Yeah
No-one touch the blueprint
All I got is true shit
Made of my influence
Mighta got influenza
Really God I do this
Made it where we from and all the places that going
Took a plane to Minnesota
Callin' all her minutes over
But no this isn't over
Yeah, just have another gin and soda
Tell em make it a double damn
And you'll be falling in the sofa
I can't wait, I'll never find another you
I can't hate, I just really f*ck with you
I can't change, oh you know that's what I do
I can't stay
But whatever works I wanna do uh
And I can't really help who come at you
But there's one thing I'll tell you that it wasn't true
Uh out of my way
Thinking I should step back get out of the way
Think if I could get back everything what I'd say
I'm just tryna get that black Prada for bae
You shouldn't have to ask me for much
Pour a cup and pass me the blunt, oh oh
Yeah
Is this the ending
Cause if it is I need to go and cut the tension
And nothing really got us back to where we left it
Hardly get through to you like am I speaking French shit
The sun was coming up you already pretending
So pour another cup it's warming up the engine yeah
I wake up everyday get the rent
Really I can't pick you up when I got the Benzo
I need time all by myself with my people
Yeah I need time all by myself with my people
I need someone who know I need her to f*ck with my people
No no no, need someone I know
F*ck with my people
F*ck with my people
F*ck with my people
F*ck with my people
F*ck with my
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Bryce Eckwall
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Back to: Bmob



Bmob - Black Prada Video
(Show video at the top of the page)


Performed By: Bmob
Language: English
Length: 2:39
Written by: Bryce Eckwall

Tags:
No tags yet