Prada (feat. Lil Tecca)

(Perfect)

Prada, that's on my shoes, that's on my shirt, that's on my collar

I hit it once, ain't hit her back 'cause I'm a baller

I told that bitch to do a trick and she said: Ta-da

Get a lot of guala, spent it all on

Prada (Woo), that's on my shoes, that's on my shirt, that's on my collar

I hit it once, ain't hit her back 'cause I'm a baller

I told that bitch to do a trick and she said: Ta-da

Get a lot of guala, spent it all on (yeah, yeah)

Designer (yeah), shorty said she really like designer (designer)

Bought that bitch a body, I designed her (yeah, yeah)

Ridin' Kawasaki, better slide up (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

Bro just got his re-up, better cop up (cop up)

If I'm in the city, you should know (you should know)

I'm in that four-door, me and three hoes (three hoes)

Ayy, if I'm wit' your bitch, then you should know (you should know)

She fuck with us, now she ain't comin' home (home)

My new bitch see me everyday (my new bitch see me everyday)

Tinted windows on the whip, you can't see me anyway (yeah, oh-oh)

Make a lot of wishes, need a genie any day

And she ain't really want you, all she really want is

Prada, that's on my shoes, that's on my shirt, that's on my collar

I hit it once, ain't hit her back 'cause I'm a baller

I told that bitch to do a trick and she said: Ta-da

Get a lot of guala, spent it all on

Prada (woo), that's on my shoes, that's on my shirt, that's on my collar

I hit it once, ain't hit her back 'cause I'm a baller

I told that bitch to do a trick and she said: Ta-da

Get a lot of guala, spent it all on

Flashy clothes, you know a nigga gettin' hoes

And plenty dough, won't let the game change me

Go and go, and then I had to go some more

These niggas hoes, but they don't really faze me

'Cause I was eighteen, broke as a fiend, did what I had to do

Nineteen, stuck in a dream, actin' irrational

Twenty thousand on me, we caught a casual

All these. 48s at twenty-one though

And still ain't chasin' hoes

'Cause they ain't give a fuck way back 'fore I was up (oh, no)

And I ain't savin' hoes

'Cause they be tryna front, but I know what you want

She want some

Prada, that's on my shoes, that's on my shirt, that's on my collar

I hit it once, ain't hit her back 'cause I'm a baller

I told that bitch to do a trick and she said: Ta-da

Get a lot of guala, spent it all on

Prada (woo), that's on my shoes, that's on my shirt, that's on my collar

I hit it once, ain't hit her back 'cause I'm a baller

I told that bitch to do a trick and she said: Ta-da

Get a lot of guala, spent it all on