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Comme Des Garcons Video (MV)




Performed By: Yung Deci
Language: English
Length: 2:20
Written by: Jens van Zwol
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Yung Deci - Comme Des Garcons Lyrics




Comme des Garcons right on my back, im feeling so french with these bust down baguettes
F*cking yo shawty and then i just left
My neck like the north pole, you know that im blessed
Stacking these bands right on chest
You cappin if u say that im not up next
Bars going dummy, feel like intellect
Balenciaga on the feet, triple S

Imma swerve down, right in a civic
When i talk bout my drip, that shits specific
Imma pull up, know that im gifted
Cant f*ck with no hoe, that just how it is bitch
F*cking it up, they bitches be trippin
Im f*cking faded, cuz u know im sippin
Ballin out, hoopin, im Scotty Pippen
I got them moves, bitch thats the rythm
Running these bands, we going far
Bust down AP cuz im living up large
Deci up next, gone be off charts
These people gone stupid cuz i got them bars
We f*ck it up, imma be in the scene
Got the purple drank, f*ck wit the lean
What is u saying, the f*ck do u mean
I just cant hear u when i be off the bean
This is the movement, thats how it seems
All of yall lying, this shits make believe
I got a bust down, imma be bossing
Imma go crazy for this shit, im gone honest
Racing in a foreign, like a flower ill blossom
Hoes acting strange, im like bitch what's the problem
She be like what's my name but thats forgotten
Pull up to the stu today, this shit's my calling
Hoes climbing on it like it is a tree
My foreign go zoom just like a bee
Your bitch looking for some different, it gone be me
I got that drip so we spilling the tea
They talking stupid, im like bitch what u mean
They cant stand it so they say that im mean
I am the devil, finna go battle
Wanna go try me, you a real rebel
I got them diamonds and u got the metal
Throw him overboard, he finna go paddle
Packing some heat, the bitch couldn't handle
Im number one, so they give me a medal
Bitches be hoesing, they riding the saddle
I am the teacher, im biting the apple
She a whole bitch, I call it a teckel
From Amsterdam but i f*ck wit Seattle

Comme des Garcons right on my back, im feeling so french with these bust down baguettes
F*cking yo shawty and then i just left
My neck like the north pole, you know that im blessed
Stacking these bands right on chest
You cappin if u say that im not up next
Bars going dummy, feel like intellect
Balenciaga on the feet, triple S
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English

Comme des Garcons right on my back, im feeling so french with these bust down baguettes
F*cking yo shawty and then i just left
My neck like the north pole, you know that im blessed
Stacking these bands right on chest
You cappin if u say that im not up next
Bars going dummy, feel like intellect
Balenciaga on the feet, triple S

Imma swerve down, right in a civic
When i talk bout my drip, that shits specific
Imma pull up, know that im gifted
Cant f*ck with no hoe, that just how it is bitch
F*cking it up, they bitches be trippin
Im f*cking faded, cuz u know im sippin
Ballin out, hoopin, im Scotty Pippen
I got them moves, bitch thats the rythm
Running these bands, we going far
Bust down AP cuz im living up large
Deci up next, gone be off charts
These people gone stupid cuz i got them bars
We f*ck it up, imma be in the scene
Got the purple drank, f*ck wit the lean
What is u saying, the f*ck do u mean
I just cant hear u when i be off the bean
This is the movement, thats how it seems
All of yall lying, this shits make believe
I got a bust down, imma be bossing
Imma go crazy for this shit, im gone honest
Racing in a foreign, like a flower ill blossom
Hoes acting strange, im like bitch what's the problem
She be like what's my name but thats forgotten
Pull up to the stu today, this shit's my calling
Hoes climbing on it like it is a tree
My foreign go zoom just like a bee
Your bitch looking for some different, it gone be me
I got that drip so we spilling the tea
They talking stupid, im like bitch what u mean
They cant stand it so they say that im mean
I am the devil, finna go battle
Wanna go try me, you a real rebel
I got them diamonds and u got the metal
Throw him overboard, he finna go paddle
Packing some heat, the bitch couldn't handle
Im number one, so they give me a medal
Bitches be hoesing, they riding the saddle
I am the teacher, im biting the apple
She a whole bitch, I call it a teckel
From Amsterdam but i f*ck wit Seattle

Comme des Garcons right on my back, im feeling so french with these bust down baguettes
F*cking yo shawty and then i just left
My neck like the north pole, you know that im blessed
Stacking these bands right on chest
You cappin if u say that im not up next
Bars going dummy, feel like intellect
Balenciaga on the feet, triple S
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Writer: Jens van Zwol
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