Lyrics to Givenchy Paintings
(Kohan)
Ah
Clockin' back in, I can live here, hm
Yeah-yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Ayy
You just like art, I wanna put you on my wall
I know yo' guard is up 'cause you done seen it all
I don't gotta check in with nobody, I'm my own boss
I do this shit myself, I let them labels own y'all
Who you call when you get mad?
I been gone, where you been at?
Are you okay? I'm tryna tell, 'cause you been lyin' different lately
Put the whole city on my back, I got ya if I make it
I'm still workin' overtime on that body, girl, I'm still racin'
You get a chance, you better take it, I can't be no runner-up
Hope I nevеr get complacent, that's how you fuck yo' money up
Sun gon' comе down, baby, I just need yo' loyalty
If I get locked, can you pay my lawyer fee?
I gave you my heart, you still want more from me
So much money, ain't no bitch avoidin' me
Is it crazy that I know these strippers' real name?
But is it crazy that I don't even really feel things?
You just like art, I wanna put you on my wall
I know yo' guard is up 'cause you done seen it all
I don't gotta check in with nobody, I'm my own boss
I do this shit myself, I let them labels own y'all
Five, six, ten like Idris Elba
Hoes on go like helter-skelter (Skelter)
Good gouda, good mozzarella (Cheese)
Prada shit, like, finally, shit, like they took laxatives together
Hi-hi-hit that trap, gotta wake up early (Wake up)
Green zeros like Tatum jersey
New crib gotta hit like Eddie Murphy (Eddie)
I just bought the head, go 'head, go hurt me
Turn the bih' 'round, but the bih' go dirty
Double-R, ridin' back, sittin' closed curtains (Sittin' closed curtains)
Number (N)ine piece with the [?] like Beethoven played it (Number (N)ine)
Shit, got Mozart arrangin'
Givenchy print look like Givenchy paintings
[?] oh my God, it get [?]
Fry up this bitch, had this bitch [?]
Cool couple Krispy Kreme hoes come by the dozen, they glazin' (Glazin')
I can tell this lil' bih' got some [?], at the same time she [?]
Every time I take punts just like Brady (I take)
Just like BMO, I'm [?] (BMO)
I might show you sunshine if you let me know (Know)
Everything could be sublime if you let me know (Know)
Me and her off a bar just like a punchline, guess we headed home (Yeah)
Headed home, me and her goin' spacetime like a UFO (Yeah)
Headed home (Yeah), me and her goin' AWOL like we don't want war (Yeah)
Headed home (Yeah), headed home (Yeah), headed home
Some of y'all just from the 90210
And you know I know you know you just a ho
All that Instagram shit is smoke screen
Lil' baby, she tryna just come sight-see
You know I'll be there soon
You know I'm not ya nigga, with me you won't gotta choose
(You know I'll be there soon)
(You won't gotta choose)
(You know I'll be there soon)
(You-you-you won't gotta choose)
Ah
Clockin' back in, I can live here, hm
Yeah-yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Ayy
You just like art, I wanna put you on my wall
I know yo' guard is up 'cause you done seen it all
I don't gotta check in with nobody, I'm my own boss
I do this shit myself, I let them labels own y'all
Who you call when you get mad?
I been gone, where you been at?
Are you okay? I'm tryna tell, 'cause you been lyin' different lately
Put the whole city on my back, I got ya if I make it
I'm still workin' overtime on that body, girl, I'm still racin'
You get a chance, you better take it, I can't be no runner-up
Hope I nevеr get complacent, that's how you fuck yo' money up
Sun gon' comе down, baby, I just need yo' loyalty
If I get locked, can you pay my lawyer fee?
I gave you my heart, you still want more from me
So much money, ain't no bitch avoidin' me
Is it crazy that I know these strippers' real name?
But is it crazy that I don't even really feel things?
You just like art, I wanna put you on my wall
I know yo' guard is up 'cause you done seen it all
I don't gotta check in with nobody, I'm my own boss
I do this shit myself, I let them labels own y'all
Five, six, ten like Idris Elba
Hoes on go like helter-skelter (Skelter)
Good gouda, good mozzarella (Cheese)
Prada shit, like, finally, shit, like they took laxatives together
Hi-hi-hit that trap, gotta wake up early (Wake up)
Green zeros like Tatum jersey
New crib gotta hit like Eddie Murphy (Eddie)
I just bought the head, go 'head, go hurt me
Turn the bih' 'round, but the bih' go dirty
Double-R, ridin' back, sittin' closed curtains (Sittin' closed curtains)
Number (N)ine piece with the [?] like Beethoven played it (Number (N)ine)
Shit, got Mozart arrangin'
Givenchy print look like Givenchy paintings
[?] oh my God, it get [?]
Fry up this bitch, had this bitch [?]
Cool couple Krispy Kreme hoes come by the dozen, they glazin' (Glazin')
I can tell this lil' bih' got some [?], at the same time she [?]
Every time I take punts just like Brady (I take)
Just like BMO, I'm [?] (BMO)
I might show you sunshine if you let me know (Know)
Everything could be sublime if you let me know (Know)
Me and her off a bar just like a punchline, guess we headed home (Yeah)
Headed home, me and her goin' spacetime like a UFO (Yeah)
Headed home (Yeah), me and her goin' AWOL like we don't want war (Yeah)
Headed home (Yeah), headed home (Yeah), headed home
Some of y'all just from the 90210
And you know I know you know you just a ho
All that Instagram shit is smoke screen
Lil' baby, she tryna just come sight-see
You know I'll be there soon
You know I'm not ya nigga, with me you won't gotta choose
(You know I'll be there soon)
(You won't gotta choose)
(You know I'll be there soon)
(You-you-you won't gotta choose)
