Howe - Luxury

Luxury
Yeah I'm living great you can call that shit luxury
If you ain't with the gang then get the fuck from me
Yeah this shit is deep like we using gold cutlery
Yeah
We living up in luxury
And I got money coming in this shit abundantly
I be coming up like this shit underneath
And if you don't fuck with them then you don't fuck with me
Any city any place yeah we going there
Bad bitch, nice ass, she got long hair
Woah there
Circle tight we don't hold squares
Mom worried bout me just to call and to see where
Cause it's a different city every night
Mumbai out to Paris lemme see all the city lights
Yeah yo titties nice
This is really ice
Custom jewelry ima be on vice
Hop on wheelie bikes
How I do that right
This a lavish life
How I roll that on
This that tooka song
Flow sick I got mucus on
They stepping left when they know they right yeah the really wrong
We don't compare that though
Snow bunnies cause my karats froze
We don't stare at hoes
You is really low
But I'm fresh and unique
Gold up in my teeth
Nothing for Algernon we don't snitch or we don't squeak
Kick back and relax while I roll my swisher sweet
Luxury
Yeah I'm living great you can call that shit luxury
If you ain't with the gang then get the fuck from me
Yeah this shit is deep like we using gold cutlery
Yeah
We living up in luxury
And I got money coming in this shit abundantly
I be coming up like this shit underneath
And if you don't fuck with them then you don't fuck with me
Jumping out the window
Ima Mac user
That Indo smoking
Blow it back through ya
They call me chef flows flip like a spatula
You think you laughing to the bank that is past humor
My tongue made of diamonds
I got expensive taste
If you ain't eatin' with the gang
You ain't get a plate
Like Carti said
Gotta bad bitch runnin' 'round in my place
You ain't never had shit boy
Get the fuck up out my face
Flows hot like Tapatió
Soy tu marido
Spend a thousand like it's cinco
Do you know my lingo
It's Shwami to the top
Lucky shammy rocks
Ima keep it going
Till the fucking Grammies nock
Buying new forces every time they crease
They said my shit too ill, new disease
You wouldn't be hot boy if you were burning with it
Shout out to my donnies in UK yeah that's right
Innit
Bruv

Written by:
Jonathan Howe

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