JAMS The Flava Child - Prada Frames Lyrics

I'm out Vegas the VIP strip
Putting that shit on I really dont miss
DMing me tryna ask bout the fit
Verse going up like the price of a brick
Giving good service she getting the tip
I'm in the booth unloading the clip
Go thru the struggle, push thru the shit
Heart n the muscle, I do it big
My options thin, I gotta win
Win after win I get addicted
Attacking the day im on a mission
See you what you can't, I got the vision
Making my luck, not superstioucs
Get in my way, you end up the victim
Tell me to do it, I bet won't listen
It was all written

Competition I don't see em
Prada shades I don't see em
Jealousy you gotta leave em
Say something then I mean it
Competition I don't see em
Prada shades I don't see em
Jealousy you gotta leave em
Say something then I mean it

Prada shades I dont see em
Trapping out with my koreans
Whole fit European
Kill the game mausoleum
Take em out like Liam Neeson
Roll with the gang I'm with legion
I dont really do features
Big bank I dont need it
Collect the back end n im leaving
Smoking OG like I'm breathing
Put that shit on for no reason
Bicostal with the seasons
Bitch I make the shit easy
Trappin Rappin MVPing
Valet leave keys in
Low lows and they leaning
Stack up 50 more n I'll get vettte
Consistency putting in rep after rep
10am Hennessy on my breath
It's not too many like me left
Back in the city Collecting the debt
Aye Protecting the rep
Murder the case i never attempt
Lil bro you are not a threat

Competition I don't see em
Prada shades I don't see em
Jealousy you gotta leave em
Say something then I mean it
Competition I don't see em
Prada shades I don't see em
Jealousy you gotta leave em
Say something then I mean it