AJ Snow - Vintage Fendi Belt Lyrics

Just spent 60 on lunch, I went solo
Golf jacket and my shorts say polo
Yeah, shawty from the Bay, I hit in NoHo
I told her if it's real, tat my logo
At least a snowflake
Even when you being yourself, niggas gonna hate
I need a chick that won't trip to pay on the first date
We can hit the Ranger game and sit over third base
Yeah, nigga like snow, it's hard to replace
I like my watches gold with a colored face
I can tell by your style if you got taste
Vintage Fendi belt hanging up my waist
If I rock designer, then it's mismatch
You got real problems, money can't fix that
Hennessy and Horchata for the kickback
Looking back at it, I really did that
I really did that shit, you feel me?
Nigga went and got it, still trying to get it
Don't think this shit was easy either
We putting in a lot of hard work
Putting in a lot of time
Late night, early grind
But I'ma go back in right here, let me talk my shit
You ain't no street, nigga, don't do street shit
I thank God my dad laced me with that G shit
And my moms made sure I never needed shit
I remember when you said I wouldn't be shit
Independent, I drop when I want
Went to the dealer, copped the coupe I want
I keep it so humble, I should really stunt
But y'all couldn't keep up, cause all y'all do is front
I'm at the Woolworth, just grabbing brunch
A few mimosas, she already drunk
I ain't tripping, it's the life we chose
Just a play-ass nigga named AJ Snow