Doc Martens

Look at my neck, aye yuh
Look at the checks, aye yuh
Feel like booty call first date
And then the next day, aye yuh
Gold chain, long sleeve
Got Margiela’s on my feet
Oj in my Gucci bag
I want you-

Nate
Look at my neck, aye yuh
Look at the checks, aye yuh
Feel like booty call first date
And then the next day, aye yuh
Gold chain, long sleeve
Got Margiela’s on my feet
Oj in my Gucci bag
I want you all up in my sheets, aye x2

Goth bitch, goth clique
Got Doc Martens with the fit (got Doc Martens with the fit)
Hair died, black tint
Bitch you know I’m with the shits
Chain swang, gun bang, yuh

I’ma make a hit
Blue eyes, blue skies
Bitch I ain’t never quit
Nike swoosh (swoosh)
White cocaine, aye (cocaina)
Feel like $NOT Gosha, Gosha, gold fangs, aye
My girl, E-girl, my thang, aye
Don’t fuck with these hoes

They all fake, aye
Like stop, Tell that bitch to go, aye
Pass her to the next, because she too much of a hoe, aye
I don’t want no handouts, I be riding on my own, aye
Ditching all these bitches, cause I want you for my own, aye
Like what (Like what?)

What you tryna do, aye
All up in my room counting paper ones and twos, aye
Chillin’ with you, soon we can smoke up on the roof
Getting higher than the Moon
Let’s go listen to some tunes

Look at my neck, aye yuh
Look at the checks, aye yuh
Feel like booty call first date
And then the next day, aye yuh
Gold chain, long sleeve
Got Margiela’s on my feet
Oj in my Gucci bag
I want you all up in my sheets, aye x2