Lyrics:
мой
Твои дорогие шмотки
Мне не скажут ничего
Твоя шайка понторезов
В разы хуже моей хоу
Шишки с ёлки
В wacky backy
Custom шмот
Я цвета тени
Твоя бэйб
Specially requested bought another custom wraith
Specially requested bust down Patek like a lake
Specially requested 42 straight to face
I’m gone
on your thumb
We gotta install microwave ovens
Custom kitchen deliveries
We gotta move these refrigerators
We gotta move these colour tvs
See the little
taste
If you’re looking for of a new freak
Custom fitted face
Like you bought him out the boutique
Daddy craving two seats
Only room for two cheeks
Drop
movement everywhere
The world feels so alive, live, live, live, live
I made up my mind
This life that I'm living
It's custom fitted
And I can't deny
There's
One of one
This watch I'm rocking now a one of one
Custom made everything my jewelry
One of one
Ain't I
Ain't I
Kickin shit like I went for the one
creation?
Custom made for your minds sedation
Ancestral ties you'd like sever
You're so fucking clever, you'll live forever
Consequence of chance or sentient
came with the bros and some fresh new clothes
Yeah one day we will be living that life Got a new Drip Custom Design (Custom Design)
Im not Old so I Got
Look death in the eye but you know I never run
I done ran through more stamps then customs
Say they gon slide but you know they never come
We
and you ain't got friends
How you gotta boss but you barely make ends
How much for a custom I guess that depends if you got sauce
Shit I hit pause means
Adams in custom
Charmin Ultra I got you these tissue rappers in trouble
Pass receivers these bitches we never needed a huddle
Nothin has ever changed,
to customs feeling like it’s nothing. I can grow accustomed to these customs. First I gotta get back to the hustling. Plan it, push it, prove it’s what I’m
I knew when I was young, when December fifth comes
Black Pete's the one the kids are getting gifts from
This custom caused a shit storm, there's
New white shoes
Flexing with my feet that's pretty cool
Now I need a watch, a custom too
I want all the money, wanna rule
Yeah yeah yeah yeah ooh
through customs like it's nothing
Splashing vodka like we Russian
That's when I love the texture of your lips
Won't tell him about that piercing on your
Custom on the whips, custom on the kicks
Got the kicks from stepping on the bricks
In the function like fuck who on the list
It's been weighing on my soul
feeling alright
The band was really vibing
Had a future in their sights
So they played a couple shows
And got a couple fans
They got some custom stickers
The speakers busting
Hahaha
Like it's nothing
No discussion
We in the library
Okay
I'm accustomed to custom life
I got these custom beats
I gotta clean my knife
Mulsanne ain’t have no keys
Me and her we stay lowkey
Keep it down Pat like the heat
Standing straight up like woah, like woah, like woah
Custom fit jeans
the custom kicks
She on me when she see this whip
Givenchy for the rest of the fit
Picture me ever chasing a chick
There's no need how they flock to the kid
how we have a little fun
Cant wait for another one
We love to watch them swing
Excitalated, to demoralize
Formal custom, signify
The demon labeled
slicker than some oil
See I don’t never trust them Ion love them but I lust them
Her nigga ain't me she told me I’m a custom
She coming through the customs
flowers
Potent, positive energy
We vibe like no other ever
Custom tailored chemistry
Say we got to keep it on the low
I respect the game and keep it G
No
Off white wagon it's a four-door
Custom Forgiato rims on all four
Bumping Twenti making sure you hear that bass roar
Got they cameras out so you know I
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