Lyrics ABLOH! - Autumn!

(Oh, woah)

I'm rockin' Off-White, but my LV's is purple
Fifty-four on the back of my LV's, R.I.P. Virgil
I rock Stone Island, 'cause I'm a star in a small circle
These niggas tryna send me threats, I promise, it ain't worth it
This bitch tryna bring me stress, I promise, it ain't workin'
Momma told me, "Life ain't gon' be easy, it ain't perfect"
I feel alive when I'm on the stage, I know my purpose
I come alive when I'm on that stage, I'm never nervous
Ain't where you wanna be yet? Don't stress, just keep on workin'
Love all my hoes, just bought my favorite one a Birkin
I'm finna AP my other bitch just 'cause she earned it
My AMG, my other one, she let me swerve it

This shit get deeper than rap, I'm diggin' in her cervix
I split my last dollar with my brother, we goin' Curtis
I went and prescribed my Chrome Heart friends, gotta stay observant
Money comin' in like every day, that shit recurring
Red and white GT, it's peppermint fresh, like some detergent
Only time I care, when that money calling, that shit be urgent
You watched your dogs all turn to snakes, you surrounded by serpents
These niggas be rats without no cheese behind the curtains

They thought I had fifteen minutes of fame, but I been here for a while
Soon as I pull that camera out, this shit turn to 'Girls Gone Wild'
Same niggas hatin' on me for the past five years tryna steal my style
I used to clean up on aisle 10, now it's PJs to the isle
This lil' cougar on my trail bad, bad, yeah, she been on a prowl
My new choppa, imported from Baghdad, I'ma shoot if he foul
This lil' bitch ran through like a halfback, time to throw in a towel
I'm goin' up like, "Wow, we on some top floor shit right now"
Niggas is lookin' like, "How?"
Black and white diamonds, I'm stoppin' racism, this bitch milkin' me like a cow

Say she work at Tate's, tryna give her a taste, now she lickin' the tip with a smile
Cleaner than hand soap, told lil' baby she need me, just give me a dial
Can't be out here takin' my life for granted, 'cause I used to sleep on the tiles
AP my bitch, put the Tesla on AP, we just went to sleep for a hour
I told my niggas, "Don't you ever try to fuck me and the world gon' be ours"
She made the meat disappear, love this shit, smoking' Mary, she got superpowers
Rock hard, pissin' on my enemies, no R. Kelly, we do money showers
He walk around here like he got some courage, but whole time we know he a coward
Only rock JPG just to remember them days when it was Eddie Bauer
That's what turn you to a ghost, we got Tommy's for niggas who think they in power

I'm rockin' Off-White, but my LV's is purple
There's a fifty-four on the back of my LV's, R.I.P. Virgil
You can catch me by the Stone Island, 'cause I'm a star in a small circle

I heard some niggas tryna send me threats, I promise, it ain't worth it
This bitch tryna bring me stress, I promise, it ain't workin'
Momma told me, "Life ain't gon' be easy, it ain't perfect"
I feel alive when I'm on the stage, I know my purpose
I come alive when I'm on that stage, I'm never nervous
Ain't where you wanna be yet? Don't stress, just keep on workin'
Love all my hoes, just bought my favorite one a Birkin
I'm finna AP my other bitch just 'cause she earned it
My AMG, my other one, she let me swerve it (Oh, woah)