NoFaceBabii - Met Gala

Dressed like I'm at the Met Gala, yeah
Dressed like I'm at the Met Gala, yeah
Dressed like I'm at the Met Gala, yeah
Dressed like I'm at the Met Gala, yeah
Dressed like I'm at the Met Gala, yeah
Dressed like I'm at the Met Gala, yeah
Dressed like I'm at the Met Gala, yeah
Dressed like I'm at the Met Gala, yeah
I drip, I drown
SRT, that's the sound
She want shrimp, I got flounder
At the beach, on the towel

My drip on Met Gala
I rock Louis V, I got this shit on with Maison Margiela
My diamonds vvs, I pick up these stones, I'm playing Mancala
I'm flexing so effortlessly on these niggas, I feel like I'm Arnold
I check out my figures, buy Alex Mcqueen, then I go to McDonald's
Pull up in a Lexus, you know that I'm blessed with a bitch like Mulatto
Don't send me no text, we gon' meet face to face, if there's beef we gon' solve it
I'm dressed to impress, I got Cartier shades and a Hermès bufanda
I like wearing black, I be walking around like the cover of Donda
Can't fuck with that bitch, she be talking too much, cut her off like Mo Bamba
I walk in the store and I take every kick, I ain't talking bout' Ronda
I feel like a lick, I be walking around with enough for a Honda
Don't fuck with my shit, cause I clutch on this grip even at the Met Gala

Dressed like I'm at the Met Gala, yeah
Dressed like I'm at the Met Gala, yeah
Dressed like I'm at the Met Gala, yeah
Dressed like I'm at the Met Gala, yeah
Dressed like I'm at the Met Gala, yeah
Dressed like I'm at the Met Gala, yeah
Dressed like I'm at the Met Gala, yeah
Dressed like I'm at the Met Gala, yeah
I drip, I drown
SRT, that's the sound
She want shrimp, I got flounder
At the beach, on the towel

NoFaceBabii you so crazy

Written by:
Kamau Kokayi-Taylor

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