[Chorus: K Suave]
My pockets breaking the scale
Damn, fuckin' these hoes every day, I'm starting to think I need help
Woah, that boy got turned to a pack, you can be next if you tell
Spent twenty racks on some clothes that I still ain't get to wear them
Rockin' Armani, Armani, Armani, yeah, Gucci, Chanel
Armani, Armani, Armani, aye, Gucci, Chanel
Rockin' Armani, Armani, Armani, yeah, Gucci, Chanel
Rockin' Armani, Armani, Armani, yeah, Gucci, Chanel
[Verse 1: K Suave]
I be fresh as fuck, for no reason, hoe
I get high as shit, just to feel my body float
Big body Benz, it look like a boat
I pulled up on LA and told 'em, "Let's go"
My bitch keep a knife and I keep a pole
My bitch mad at me causе I'm DM-ing hoes
Red carpet, whеn we pop out they all starin'
Hotbox the whole room, I think I need some air, damn
Soon as I touch my first M, I'ma take care of mama bear
6 figures to my name already, but I need some more (Oh), yeah (Yeah)
Racing to that money, racing to that money
Racing to that money, bitch, I'm racing to that money
Broke ass boy, can't get nothin' from me
He want a verse but I told him, "It's ugly"
She wanna fuck, so I lift up her front piece
All yellow Bentley, it look like a Taxi
[Chorus: K Suave]
My pockets breaking the scale
Damn, fuckin' these hoes every day, I'm starting to think I need help
Woah, that boy got turned to a pack, you can be next if you tell
Spent twenty racks on some clothes that I still ain't get to wear them
Rockin' Armani, Armani, Armani, yeah, Gucci, Chanel
Armani, Armani, Armani, aye, Gucci, Chanel
Rockin' Armani, Armani, Armani, yeah, Gucci, Chanel
Rockin' Armani, Armani, Armani, yeah, Gucci, Chanel
[Verse 2: Autumn!]
This lil' hoe all on my body
She wanna know when I'm comin' to town, I guess she wanna serve me that sloppy
First things first, gotta bring a few friends, girl, you know me and Suave got a hobby
Hop out the GLS Maybach with the Forgiatos, you know how we ridin'
I guess this lil' nigga mad, 'cause I just took a pic and his ho was inside it
She wanna fuck with a nigga like me, 'cause I’m up, you just not as excitin'
Couple of niggas came up off of me, how the fuck could you say that I'm bitin'?
It’s okay, niggas came up and got bigheaded, I guess he needed some guidance
Huh, gucci, that's right on my top, Gucci, that's right on my body
Rockin' Armani, Armani, Armani, Armani, Armani, Armani
Nigga want beef, he want smoke, he want cancer, well nigga, you gon' have to find me
These niggas really be thinkin' we neck and neck, 'til the Hellcat get to whinin'
[Chorus: K Suave]
My pockets breaking the scale
Damn, fuckin' these hoes every day, I'm starting to think I need help
Woah, that boy got turned to a pack, you can be next if you tell
Spent twenty racks on some clothes that I still ain't get to wear them
Rockin' Armani, Armani, Armani, yeah, Gucci, Chanel
Armani, Armani, Armani, aye, Gucci, Chanel
Rockin' Armani, Armani, Armani, yeah, Gucci, Chanel
Rockin' Armani, Armani, Armani, yeah, Gucci, Chanel