Lyrics to Prada Me
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
I been staying on my toes, so I can't fold by any means (Yeah)
Had to go through all that dirty mud to keep my family clean (Clean)
I could tell just by the energy, I knew it was a trap
Fuck your beef shit, I got all these hunnids sitting on my lap, bitch
Don't say that you're Prada me if we ain't Gucci
The haters would switch sides if they really knew me
OGs really know me not above or not below me
I been poppin' things and rubber bands when I'm lonely
Bible verses in her caption, she ain't really holy, though
I ain't really there, but I'm preparing for this lonely road
I ain't really 'bout that talking, I just really let it show
Loose a couple things on the way, and that's just how it goes
Oh my
This ain't no handout, get your bands, you can't hold mine
He broke her heart, now she hollow, so she stole mine
Don't come to me and tell me it's for old times sake shit
'Cause I don't fuck with that
Where the fuck was you when I needed you? (Needed you)
You said I was the one, but you needed two (Needed two)
You just started getting me now, but I get it too
But I gotta get to lotta things, so I can't get to you
I been staying on my toes, so I can't fold by any means (Yeah)
Had to go through all that dirty mud to keep my family clean (Clean)
I could tell just by the energy, I knew it was a trap
Fuck your beef shit, I got all these hunnids sitting on my lap, bitch
Don't say that you're Prada me if we ain't Gucci
The haters would switch sides if they really knew me
OGs really know me not above or not below me
I been poppin' things and rubber bands when I'm lonely
I swear all they talk about is stories with their last bitch
I know that y'all had a fight when she start posting ass pics
You can't play a player, I invented all your tactics
Fuckin' wit' my apes, they put holes in your Moncler jacket, yeah
What the fuck you mean? (What the fuck you mean?)
Asking where the fuck I been
I been coming out the dirt, I got mud on my jeans
Out the mud with my G's
I been staying on my toes, so I can't fold by any means (Yeah)
Had to go through all that dirty mud to keep my family clean (Clean)
I could tell just by the energy, I knew it was a trap
Fuck your beef shit, I got all these hunnids sitting on my lap, bitch
Don't say that you're Prada me if we ain't Gucci
The haters would switch sides if they really knew me
OGs really know me not above or not below me
I been poppin' things and rubber bands when I'm lonely
Yeah, yeah
I been staying on my toes, so I can't fold by any means (Yeah)
Had to go through all that dirty mud to keep my family clean (Clean)
I could tell just by the energy, I knew it was a trap
Fuck your beef shit, I got all these hunnids sitting on my lap, bitch
Don't say that you're Prada me if we ain't Gucci
The haters would switch sides if they really knew me
OGs really know me not above or not below me
I been poppin' things and rubber bands when I'm lonely
Bible verses in her caption, she ain't really holy, though
I ain't really there, but I'm preparing for this lonely road
I ain't really 'bout that talking, I just really let it show
Loose a couple things on the way, and that's just how it goes
Oh my
This ain't no handout, get your bands, you can't hold mine
He broke her heart, now she hollow, so she stole mine
Don't come to me and tell me it's for old times sake shit
'Cause I don't fuck with that
Where the fuck was you when I needed you? (Needed you)
You said I was the one, but you needed two (Needed two)
You just started getting me now, but I get it too
But I gotta get to lotta things, so I can't get to you
I been staying on my toes, so I can't fold by any means (Yeah)
Had to go through all that dirty mud to keep my family clean (Clean)
I could tell just by the energy, I knew it was a trap
Fuck your beef shit, I got all these hunnids sitting on my lap, bitch
Don't say that you're Prada me if we ain't Gucci
The haters would switch sides if they really knew me
OGs really know me not above or not below me
I been poppin' things and rubber bands when I'm lonely
I swear all they talk about is stories with their last bitch
I know that y'all had a fight when she start posting ass pics
You can't play a player, I invented all your tactics
Fuckin' wit' my apes, they put holes in your Moncler jacket, yeah
What the fuck you mean? (What the fuck you mean?)
Asking where the fuck I been
I been coming out the dirt, I got mud on my jeans
Out the mud with my G's
I been staying on my toes, so I can't fold by any means (Yeah)
Had to go through all that dirty mud to keep my family clean (Clean)
I could tell just by the energy, I knew it was a trap
Fuck your beef shit, I got all these hunnids sitting on my lap, bitch
Don't say that you're Prada me if we ain't Gucci
The haters would switch sides if they really knew me
OGs really know me not above or not below me
I been poppin' things and rubber bands when I'm lonely
