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drkshdw Video (MV)




Performed By: Vietto
Language: English
Length: 2:02
Written by: Vietto XV




Vietto - drkshdw Lyrics
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I think that I just do the most
I bought ten chains and bought two coats
Yeah my fit all black head to toe, but I promise I'm not emo
On my feet, Rick Owens DRKSHDW
All black long coat just like The Crow
Rockstar life, not ya average joe
Outlaw life, gun spin like a pro
I save lives but won't save ya hoe
He rob for bread, well now he toast
These hollows turned him to a ghost
Yeah I got hoes from coast to coast
He want beef, cook him like some roast
You see my style don't got to boast
My new girl she a fashion fein
She rock Dior, and rock Celine
We rock all black we the dream team
All black boots it match with my steam
I'm with the gang like Carl and Sheen
I like old cash but I'm not green
I put that shit on, my drip mean
On my feet, that's Balenciaga
Yeah I'm the fashion Baba Yaga
I mismatch Givenchy with Prada
And I still hang 'round with top shottas
We be too deep like an armada
Don't want your hoe I will not holla
Like B.I.G. she call me poppa
No T I E I pop my collar
I think that I just do the most
I bought ten chains and bought two coats
Yeah my fit all black head to toe, but I promise I'm not emo
On my feet, Rick Owens DRKSHDW
All black long coat just like The Crow
Rockstar life, not ya average joe
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I think that I just do the most
I bought ten chains and bought two coats
Yeah my fit all black head to toe, but I promise I'm not emo
On my feet, Rick Owens DRKSHDW
All black long coat just like The Crow
Rockstar life, not ya average joe
Outlaw life, gun spin like a pro
I save lives but won't save ya hoe
He rob for bread, well now he toast
These hollows turned him to a ghost
Yeah I got hoes from coast to coast
He want beef, cook him like some roast
You see my style don't got to boast
My new girl she a fashion fein
She rock Dior, and rock Celine
We rock all black we the dream team
All black boots it match with my steam
I'm with the gang like Carl and Sheen
I like old cash but I'm not green
I put that shit on, my drip mean
On my feet, that's Balenciaga
Yeah I'm the fashion Baba Yaga
I mismatch Givenchy with Prada
And I still hang 'round with top shottas
We be too deep like an armada
Don't want your hoe I will not holla
Like B.I.G. she call me poppa
No T I E I pop my collar
I think that I just do the most
I bought ten chains and bought two coats
Yeah my fit all black head to toe, but I promise I'm not emo
On my feet, Rick Owens DRKSHDW
All black long coat just like The Crow
Rockstar life, not ya average joe
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Writer: Vietto XV
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