Lil J - Prada Lyrics

Yeah, I'm gonna get a check and then I'm rocking Gucci Prada
Yeah, I hit that stupid hoe up, and then she just go say nada
Yeah, they play my shit from Deerfield Beach all the way to the Bahamas
Yeah, my water be drippin' like this, and now I just be drippin' aqua
Yeah, pull up in a Lambo and I came from an Impala
Yeah, invest in all this guap, get up my US dollars
Yeah, making hits when I rap and I also be a scholar
Yeah, I tried to give her another chance, but now I ain't givin' no hollers
Yeah, I'm gettin' all this money like this, now I'm gettin' all this guala like that
Yeah, Shawty's ass be so fat, and I did it again, now I'm gettin' the pack
Yeah, they all gon' stream my name, now from Microsoft to the macs
Yeah, this lil' Jeremy kid go change the game, and I be ballin' on my tracks
Yeah, I just a copped a bag, and now you know it be Chanel
Yeah, I just said f*ck that hoe, and you know I'm wishin' her well
Yeah, I got myself just to protect, ain't no hoe gon' give me a spell
Yeah, I'ma just spark up my gas, and it's so good that it smells
Yeah, I just said f*ck the media, it be like a recorder
Yeah, I just crossed you up, and now you just be out of order
Yeah, you be sippin' liq now, just like it be a disorder
Yeah, I be in my prime, like Optimus, and now I just be a Transformer
Yeah, I ain't pourin' shit, I am not pourin' up that soda
Yeah, they play my shit from the 954 all the way to the Dakotas
Yeah, they said my shit goes harder than a whole f*ckin' opera
Yeah, I'ma spark up a blunt, and now while she gon' do yoga
Yeah, from Deerfield Beach to Sarasota, all the way to Minnesota
Yeah, pull up in a Lambo, and I came from a Toyota
Yeah, I ain't really know her, she's just a hoe from Boca
Yeah, you know when I ball, that it always carries over
Yeah, I'ma get a bag, and then be rockin' YSL
Yeah, I'ma smoke that gas pack, and you know that shit gon' smell
Yeah, I feel like I'm Rick and Morty, taking over the citadel
Yeah, I just said my goodbyes, and now I just said my farewells
Yeah, I just spark that up, and I just keep smokin' this ganja
Yeah, they all gonna be playin' my shit, yeah, from the 954 to the Bahamas
Yeah, and I cannot f*ck with that hoe now, yeah she just be filled with this drama
Yeah, it's gonna be her biggest regret now that she just said nada
Yeah, that she just said nada
Yeah, now this gon' be my saga
And now I started from the bottom
Yeah, and now I know I caught em
Yeah, like I already said, I ain't take no disrespect
Yeah, I got a clip, all loaded up now, ready to project
Yeah, it's an S.O.S., and now I'm ready to eject
Yeah, I just be up next, and I got all this guap to collect
Yeah, I'ma get a check, and then I'm rockin' Gucci Prada
Yeah, I hit that stupid hoe up, and now she just gon' say nada
Yeah, they play my shit from Deerfield Beach all the way to the Bahamas
Yeah, my water be drippin' like this, and now I just be drippin' aqua
Yeah, I ain't pourin' shit, I am not pourin' up that soda
Yeah, I play that shit from Broward County all the way to Minnesota
Yeah, they said my shit goes harder than a whole f*cking opera
Yeah, I'ma just spark up a blunt, and now while she gon' do yoga
Yeah, and now she gon' do yoga
Yeah, from the 954 to the Dakotas
Up in a Lambo, from a Toyota
Yeah, and now this shit be over