You gave me peace
Feel like I'm in heaven
I'm way too geeked
Spent all this money on Vetements
My closet lookin' like fashion week
I've been out with gettin geeked
I've been geeked up for like three whole weeks
I ain't have shit, I was broke
But now I'm just holdin' the whole advance
I put a blick at his feet and he dance
I dropped a K on some all black gloves and they don't even fit on my hands
I got some clothed that you can't recognize
These trousers come straight from Japan
Don't even hit up my phone if I's not about music or how to make quick bands
You gave me peace I'm in the back of that Maybach truck
Goin' top speed, This shit like 133
This hoe say she tryna trust me But she keep goin' through my phone
Why you goin' through my phone?
I'm in the back of the party and I got a hand on my pole
My boy tellin' me I'm safe
But I got a feelin' that we not alone
You thought you've been chose
Thought I'd put you in an all black Rolls
My neck been on froze, white and black it look like Oreos
You gave me peace
Feel like I'm in heaven
I'm way too geeked
Spent all this money on Vetements
My closet lookin' like fashion week
I've been out with gettin geeked
I've been geeked up for like three whole weeks
I ain't have shit, I was broke
But now I'm just holdin' the whole advance
I put a blick at his feet and he dance
I dropped a K on some all black gloves and they don't even fit on my hands
I got some clothed that you can't recognize
These trousers come straight from Japan
Don't even hit up my phone if I's not about music or how to make quick bands
You give me peace 500 racks for my fade
500 racks for my Jesus peace
Sat in the stu and it's midnight
My lighter just ran out of gas how I'm meant to smoke this piece
I just popped a bean, hoppin' on mic, turn flanger on and go crazy
You gave me peace
Formula one, yeah, we goin' top speed
F*ck all my friends, I don't need 'em
This the white hoe thought I need her
This the white hoe, I don't need her
She got black hair, she ain't keeper
Hella dead friends, I ain't see em
Free Boris, soon I'ma see em
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You gave me peace
Feel like I'm in heaven
I'm way too geeked
Spent all this money on Vetements
My closet lookin' like fashion week
I've been out with gettin geeked
I've been geeked up for like three whole weeks
I ain't have shit, I was broke
But now I'm just holdin' the whole advance
I put a blick at his feet and he dance
I dropped a K on some all black gloves and they don't even fit on my hands
I got some clothed that you can't recognize
These trousers come straight from Japan
Don't even hit up my phone if I's not about music or how to make quick bands
You gave me peace I'm in the back of that Maybach truck
Goin' top speed, This shit like 133
This hoe say she tryna trust me But she keep goin' through my phone
Why you goin' through my phone?
I'm in the back of the party and I got a hand on my pole
My boy tellin' me I'm safe
But I got a feelin' that we not alone
You thought you've been chose
Thought I'd put you in an all black Rolls
My neck been on froze, white and black it look like Oreos
You gave me peace
Feel like I'm in heaven
I'm way too geeked
Spent all this money on Vetements
My closet lookin' like fashion week
I've been out with gettin geeked
I've been geeked up for like three whole weeks
I ain't have shit, I was broke
But now I'm just holdin' the whole advance
I put a blick at his feet and he dance
I dropped a K on some all black gloves and they don't even fit on my hands
I got some clothed that you can't recognize
These trousers come straight from Japan
Don't even hit up my phone if I's not about music or how to make quick bands
You give me peace 500 racks for my fade
500 racks for my Jesus peace
Sat in the stu and it's midnight
My lighter just ran out of gas how I'm meant to smoke this piece
I just popped a bean, hoppin' on mic, turn flanger on and go crazy
You gave me peace
Formula one, yeah, we goin' top speed
F*ck all my friends, I don't need 'em
This the white hoe thought I need her
This the white hoe, I don't need her
She got black hair, she ain't keeper
Hella dead friends, I ain't see em
Free Boris, soon I'ma see em
Feel like I'm in heaven
I'm way too geeked
Spent all this money on Vetements
My closet lookin' like fashion week
I've been out with gettin geeked
I've been geeked up for like three whole weeks
I ain't have shit, I was broke
But now I'm just holdin' the whole advance
I put a blick at his feet and he dance
I dropped a K on some all black gloves and they don't even fit on my hands
I got some clothed that you can't recognize
These trousers come straight from Japan
Don't even hit up my phone if I's not about music or how to make quick bands
You gave me peace I'm in the back of that Maybach truck
Goin' top speed, This shit like 133
This hoe say she tryna trust me But she keep goin' through my phone
Why you goin' through my phone?
I'm in the back of the party and I got a hand on my pole
My boy tellin' me I'm safe
But I got a feelin' that we not alone
You thought you've been chose
Thought I'd put you in an all black Rolls
My neck been on froze, white and black it look like Oreos
You gave me peace
Feel like I'm in heaven
I'm way too geeked
Spent all this money on Vetements
My closet lookin' like fashion week
I've been out with gettin geeked
I've been geeked up for like three whole weeks
I ain't have shit, I was broke
But now I'm just holdin' the whole advance
I put a blick at his feet and he dance
I dropped a K on some all black gloves and they don't even fit on my hands
I got some clothed that you can't recognize
These trousers come straight from Japan
Don't even hit up my phone if I's not about music or how to make quick bands
You give me peace 500 racks for my fade
500 racks for my Jesus peace
Sat in the stu and it's midnight
My lighter just ran out of gas how I'm meant to smoke this piece
I just popped a bean, hoppin' on mic, turn flanger on and go crazy
You gave me peace
Formula one, yeah, we goin' top speed
F*ck all my friends, I don't need 'em
This the white hoe thought I need her
This the white hoe, I don't need her
She got black hair, she ain't keeper
Hella dead friends, I ain't see em
Free Boris, soon I'ma see em
Writer: Oliver Cook
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