Cain Marko - Dress Code (feat. Metallic Forrest) Lyrics

I mix and match my designer
Cuz thats the dress code
I cant keep open my eye
We got the best smoke
My bitch wanna f*ck
Imma have to check my schedule
Know a couple niggas
Thats shooting like Carmelo

I mix and match my designer
Cuz thats the dress code
I cant keep open my eye
We got the best smoke
My bitch wanna f*ck
Imma have to check my schedule
Know a couple niggas
Thats shooting like carmelo

I come from a hell whole
I remember rockin shell toes
Couldnt get shit from my mama
Her answer was always hell no
So i got my grind up
Now i got to these dollars
Young nigga with no father
Just happy i aint locked up
Put the team on my back
Im back packing
Money in my sleep
Im nap sackin
And the cash stack
Higher and higher
I jump Tax brackets
Yo mans a buyer
Imma supplier
Im back trappin
Dont turn this to and episode of the wire
Yeah nigga that tragic
Iblack magic
Black flaggin
These niggas backstage
Nut grabbin
Im on stage
With my nuts saggin
Currently im whats happening
She just want her guts dug in
Imma have to check my palm pilot
Im money mike
Half a pint half a sprite
My necklace got some christmas light
Im tryna get my bitch a dike
F*ck em both by candle light
Im back i got my mojo right
Ice cool as a coors lite
Niggas hate me im doin right
Foriegn car lets take a ride
Dont play wit me the stakes is high
And i mix match my designer
Vlone on the top
Balmain and gucci bottoms
Look at my smart watch
This is perfect timing
Everything done lined up
And we at the top
Look up if you cant find us

I mix and match my designer
Cuz thats the dress code
I cant keep open my eye
We got the best smoke
My bitch wanna f*ck
Imma have to check my schedule
Know a couple niggas
Thats shooting like Carmelo

I mix and match my designer
Cuz thats the dress code
I cant keep open my eye
We got the best smoke
My bitch wanna f*ck
Imma have to check my schedule
Know a couple niggas
Thats shooting like carmelo