Lyrics Wicked Butterflies - Coi Leray

(Talk to 'em, Rambo)
Uh

I, I'm a butterfly, baby
Vintage Dior denim came from another time, baby (yeah)
And the doors are suicide, come and take a ride
And this - apple pie, he wanna take a bite
Philippe Patek up on my right, you owe me time, baby
Love it how I rock my ice, don't need lights, baby
Take a trip up to the hills, catch a vibe, baby
I'm a fashion killer, it's a suicide

Yeah, I'm young, and I'm livin' my life (life)
I sleep in Chanel through the night (night)
My Rollie gon' speed up the time (time)
This Armani jacket I'm posin' in
They wanna know how it goes (goes)
I'm wearin' Chrome at my shows (shows)
I'm rockin' Tiffany stones, my diamonds is custom, I'm doin' the most

Yeah, I get to the money, I'll never go broke
Yeah, she got that wet-wet, baby, she grown
Yeah, she stay in the West, but she from the East Coast
Got a Moncler vest, new season, I'm cold
Polka dot, Miu Miu, Birkin the tote
You can see through the dress, I ain't got on no clothes
Yeah, this YSL drip, I ain't got no clothes

I, I'm a butterfly, baby
Vintage Dior denim came from another time, baby (yeah)
And the doors are suicide, come and take a ride
And this - apple pie, he wanna take a bite
Philippe Patek up on my right, you owe me time, baby
Love it how I rock my ice, don't need lights, baby
Take a trip up to the hills, catch a vibe, baby
I'm a fashion killer, it's a suicide

Yeah, you can't tell me I ain't put in work
You can tell that the hate wasn't workin'
This b- say she got the block flooded
I'm runnin' it up in these Jordans
Now I go shoppin' for foreigns
Alexander Wang thongs showin'
Coi fish links on this big - Cuban
I got Chanel from the '90s, it's done
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Uh
I, I'm a butterfly, baby
Vintage Dior denim came from another time, baby (yeah)
And the doors are suicide, come and take a ride
And this - apple pie, he wanna take a bite
Philippe Patek up on my right, you owe me time, baby
Love it how I rock my ice, don't need lights, baby
Take a trip up to the hills, catch a vibe, baby
I'm a fashion killer, it's suicide