Lil Yankee & Jet Stanley - Ferragamo Glasses Lyrics

Jet, That's Cruel

Ohh, This One Crazy Jet

I don't like if it's cheap
Couple million that I made in a week
Ferragamo glasses she said that I'm a geek
Your girl snapping me I guess it's a streak
You know that Yankee really be in these streets
Versace pillows just to match with the sheets
Threw some racks in Niemans here check the receipts
Every song that I drop yeah u know that it's heat
Like the 98 bulls yeah I'm bout to 3 peat
My new car yeah you know it got way too much speed
My new bank account know it got way too much green
And my girl tote that weapon she know she a queen
My diamonds are blinding might need some sunscreen
Put a band on ur head like Lebron on the heat
Like geez
Life's a breeze
Oh my god
You the police

I got my necklace on froze
I get this money for shows
Shawty playing with her nose
She wanted to hop in the rolls
I told that girl no
Like metro, she wanted some more
I told her fasho
Like lady gaga, she was acting shallow
I got 10k I just might hit the woah
Spending more money I got it to blow
Every rapper tryna copy my flow
Rockin these pearls like I'm Earl Monroe
My stylist got me way I'm switching these clothes
She was out the league I brought her back like Melo
I know she's a bird yeah I call her a crow
She got me a gift with a ribbon and bow
They fiending for clout yeah I already know
Why you calling and texting you aren't my bro

Looking down at my ice yeah my neck is on froze
Yeah I got all these haters there's so many foes
They pray on my downfall but only God knows
They don't wanna see me push foreigns and ghost
They don't wanna see me with champagne do toasts
They don't wanna see me rock Moncler coats
So I'm dropping the top and I'm doing the most
And I ball like Malone but I'm not talking post

I don't like if it's cheap
Couple million that I made in a week
Ferragamo glasses she said that I'm a geek
Your girl snapping me I guess it's a streak
You know that Yankee really be in these streets
Versace pillows just to match with the sheets
Threw some racks in Niemans here check the receipts
Every song that I drop yeah u know that it's heat
Like the 98 bulls yeah I'm bout to 3 peat
My new car yeah you know it got way too much speed
My new bank account know it got way too much green
And my girl tote that weapon she know she a queen
My diamonds are blinding might need some sunscreen
Put a band on ur head like Lebron on the heat
Like geez
Life's a breeze
Oh my god
You the police

Ohh, This One Crazy Jet