Chris Choice - prada.me. Lyrics

Let's do the dash now wanna crash out
Money on me cash cow pull them bands out
Diamonds on me dance now I do my dance now
Opps better stand down or a man down
SMG 223 F&N 503
Resin on my Prada tee I rep my hood they Prada me
I rep my gang they Prada me
I rep my hood they Prada me I rep my gang
Gang gang
Detail oriented oritental with that chopstick
Chains getting tangled up they fighting in a moshpit
Nigga runnin up on me put a hole in one like dolphin
That boy talking bout smoke but that don't get him nothing but coffin
Hoes tell me I'm awful
Hoes tell me I'm awesome
Like I don't know that shit already
Gucci on my chains are heavy
Want my heart but she can't have it
Glock 17 with beam attachment
Make him poof we doing magic
Slept on pallets can't give no compassion
That love was absent turned me to a savage
Before I ever change up on the gang I'll take the casket
He playing with the name I'll turn that boy into a status
Blue rackys what I like
Pouring purple over ice
Bad vibe that my type
Eat her pussy like a dike
I was gone they ain't write I'll never tell you wrong
Tell my bitch to play her role
Tell my dawg don't break the code
Let's do the dash now wanna crash out
Money on me cash cow pull them bands out
Diamonds on me dance now I do my dance now
Opps better stand down or a man down
SMG 223 F&N 503
Resin on my Prada tee I rep my hood they Prada me
I rep my gang they Prada me
I rep my hood they Prada me I rep my gang
Gang gang