CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : R.I.P. Barneys
Miss the block, seventeen like it's graduation
The fee to me is only in your imagination
I got scuff marks on my Valentino
Doors are suicide and my wrist emo
I'm the one these ho niggas discussing
Just threw twenty bands like it was nothing
Live fast, drink slow, life is lovely (Joog)
At Neiman Marcus, know it ain't my cousin
It's a mini chopper, it's a FN
Neiman and Marcus is my best friends
I got mud spillin' from my left hand
My only enemy was Barneys New York
It's a mini chopper, it's a FN
Neiman and Marcus is my best friends
I got mud spillin' from my left hand
My only enemy was Barneys New York
Sheesh, man, this shit be getting crazy
Even with this Louis cape, I won't save her
After I bless 'em, I'ma sing "Amazing Graces"
After I test 'em, I'ma go and buy that 850
Should I rock the Louis, boy, with the AP?
Or should I hit the Gucci store and grab eighteen? Shit
Moncler coat on 'em
All my friends are dead, I got no homies
It's a mini chopper, it's a FN
Neiman and Marcus is my best friends
I got mud spillin' from my left hand
My only enemy was Barneys New York
It's a mini chopper, it's a FN
Neiman and Marcus is my best friends
I got mud spillin' from my left hand
My only enemy was Barneys New York
Shit, nigga be gettin' tired of this shit, goin' to fuckin' court every goddamn day
Oh, this person his enemy, this person his enemy
Look, man, he doesn't like these people, look, fam (This call is being recorded)
I don't have any enemies, you know the drill, damn
My only enemy was Barneys New York, R.I.P. Barneys
They're no longer, I miss those days, shit
Good old Barneys
My only enemy was Barneys New York
(Thank you for using GTL)
The fee to me is only in your imagination
I got scuff marks on my Valentino
Doors are suicide and my wrist emo
I'm the one these ho niggas discussing
Just threw twenty bands like it was nothing
Live fast, drink slow, life is lovely (Joog)
At Neiman Marcus, know it ain't my cousin
It's a mini chopper, it's a FN
Neiman and Marcus is my best friends
I got mud spillin' from my left hand
My only enemy was Barneys New York
It's a mini chopper, it's a FN
Neiman and Marcus is my best friends
I got mud spillin' from my left hand
My only enemy was Barneys New York
Sheesh, man, this shit be getting crazy
Even with this Louis cape, I won't save her
After I bless 'em, I'ma sing "Amazing Graces"
After I test 'em, I'ma go and buy that 850
Should I rock the Louis, boy, with the AP?
Or should I hit the Gucci store and grab eighteen? Shit
Moncler coat on 'em
All my friends are dead, I got no homies
It's a mini chopper, it's a FN
Neiman and Marcus is my best friends
I got mud spillin' from my left hand
My only enemy was Barneys New York
It's a mini chopper, it's a FN
Neiman and Marcus is my best friends
I got mud spillin' from my left hand
My only enemy was Barneys New York
Shit, nigga be gettin' tired of this shit, goin' to fuckin' court every goddamn day
Oh, this person his enemy, this person his enemy
Look, man, he doesn't like these people, look, fam (This call is being recorded)
I don't have any enemies, you know the drill, damn
My only enemy was Barneys New York, R.I.P. Barneys
They're no longer, I miss those days, shit
Good old Barneys
My only enemy was Barneys New York
(Thank you for using GTL)
