Arthur Prada - Ribery Lyrics

And you smell the fragrance, yeah it's double G
Sneeze then I bleed, BB made my teeth gleam
I know you tryna be me
Fake Prada, faux CC, watching her drop it for me

I'm off X-ies, Lean I'm ingesting
I'm with Hexxxy, smoking on the best weed
Benny with the Belvedere on a jet ski
Smoke a blunt, blow it all then I repeat

What, are you mad?
Talk about this, talk about that
Talk about waps, talk about packs
Talk about straps, talk about Wass yeah
On the good days we were smoking gas
On the bad days we were smoking gas

In the field like I'm Franck Ribery
Bringing smoke to your door like Deliveroo
Take the food from your crib it's a robbery
I'm a big dog, lil bitch you can't f*ck with me

LV Monogram covering up the bag that I bought her
I don't wanna talk when I walk up in the door yeah
When I walk I got the bricks talking no mortar
Walk up in the party rocking Yves Saint Laurent yeah
Rocking Yves Saint Laurent
I don't wanna talk baby leave me the f*ck alone
I just wanna be left high and on my own
I don't wanna talk to you, just leave me alone
Tryna f*ck on the first date, f*ck what god say
Bring her the cash with no delay, treat her like Beyonce
Shorty got a big back, real hot body
Got a headache sipping codeine on a Monday
In the field like I'm Franck Ribery, to your door like Deliveroo
From you crib it's a robbery, lil bitch you can't f*ck with me

In the field like I'm Franck Ribery
Bringing smoke to your door like Deliveroo
Take the food from your crib it's a robbery
I'm a big dog, lil bitch you can't f*ck with me