Lyrics Yohji - Jakob Greigh

Hop up out the coupe haters push a Honda four door
Had to hop up off the stoop now I rock that Yamamoto
Take a photo why you staring at me
I got these bitches mad
Focused on my clothing when they should be focused on a bag

Too busy poppin tags I stay all in that stuff
Fashion killa shorty yeah I know she love to hit me up
She got a pretty body yeah she let me get my nut
We pull up to party yeah you know we staying fresh as fuck
Woah
Shorty lookin right we gonna keep the night going
Girl every time I spent the night with you the dice rolled
Vice grip got my heart all in a vice hold
That girl so hot in Prada make devil ice cold
Yeah you know that's just the way that's how life go
Aye aye aye that's how it's going ain't no typo
Woah woah
Number nine from 2010 girl you know I'm back all in that shit
*Inaudible*

Make them haters pay attention baby girl you know you run this shit
No need for practice this shit is just habit
That girl a savage face look like an actress
Got those rich girl problems
Call it Louis Vuitton baggage
She a model in the streets
But a gymnast on the mattress
Got Margiela for the feet
While she rock the Fendi glasses
You bad bitch how you rock the new Celine

Hop up out the coupe haters push a Honda four door
Had to hop up off the stoop now I rock that Yamamoto
Take a photo why you staring at me
I got these bitches mad
Focused on my clothing when they should be focused on a bag

I don't care bout what they saying I ain't even gonna trip
Got Margiela with the Prada shorty mix it with the Rick
Thought you had it like that
It don't work no more
Just walked out of Saks we had to cop some more
I don't care bout what they saying I ain't even gonna trip
Got Margiela with the Prada shorty mix it with the Rick
Thought you had it like that
It don't work no more
Just walked out of Saks we had to cop some more