FLAWLESSGARMENTS Lyrics

Man I swear I been rockin' that all black, Now I see new niggas on the swag

I was in school making them beats I had the laptop in my bag

They like the fits they think that I'm cool I gotta try hard not to brag

I'm gettin new money so I'm up now why these hatin' niggas so mad

I got money right next to the cup

He goin' down while I'm goin' up

I just be geeked' I just be high

Walk into the saks I'm already fly

Walk in the booth I'm killin' it

I got this bad lil' hoe and I'm killin' it

Off of the X I'm not even feelin' it

Fake ass clothes, they know I'm not feelin' it

Yeah I don't rock clothes I put on them pieces, This fashion is deeper than art

Walk into saks I want some Balenci, I don't even know where to start

When I be down when I be hurtin', Chrome, that be my heart

I get it racks I count it for certain, niggas know that I'm too smart

Niggas know that I'm too smart, I get money I don't even try

I can tell she want me cause of my vibe She got that look in her eyes

I be higher than birds, higher than planes, High in the motherfuckin' sky

When I run up a bag spend it on clothes I ain't tell a motherfuckin' lie

I got a GLE now, it's outside, it's in the driveway

We got the gas we goin' up, yeah we goin' the highway

We on the road, put on that music, yeah I'm lovin' the highway

I only work on my own, so I'm doin' it my way

Move silence, I don't let my tongue speak, Yeah I let these drugs speak

He keep talkin' down on us I'ma let that chrome speak

He keep talkin' down on us hit him in his dome piece

Man I swear I been rockin' that all black, Now I see new niggas on the swag

I was in school making them beats I had the laptop in my bag

They like the fits they think that I'm cool I gotta try hard not to brag

I'm gettin new money so I'm up now why these hatin' niggas so mad

I got money right next to the cup

He goin' down while I'm goin' up

I just be geeked' I just be high

Walk into the saks I'm already fly

Walk in the booth I'm killin' it

I got this bad lil' hoe and I'm killin' it

Off of the X I'm not even feelin' it

Fake ass clothes, they know I'm not feelin' it