Comme des Garçons lyrics

by

Logic


[Intro]
Rico's going crazy again

[Chorus]
Outfit by Dior, this hot b*tch on all fours
I got bands, a lot more, I'm dripping in all sauce
Shoes, they got hearts on, that's Comme des Garçons
I got drip, I got sauce, I got drip, I got sauce
Outfit by Dior, this hot b*tch on all fours
I got bands, a lot more, I'm dripping in all sauce
Shoes, they got hearts on, that’s Comme des Garçons
I got drip, I got sauce, I got drip, I got sauce

[Post-Chorus]
I got drip, I got sauce, I got drip, I got sauce
I got drip, I got sauce, I got drip, I got sauce

[Verse 1]
One more shot of 1942 would have me nice
If I threw all my jewelry, you'd be skatin' on this ice
I'm VIP, you not important, you get no invite
I do every bit of two hunnid, runnin' red lights
Hit a right
You not the one for me, can't hit this twice
They always come for me, I win in spite
Ain't no man ever said I'm not his type
b*tch, I'm piped, pus*y tight
Expensive taste, big appetite
If you hate me, b*tch, get your life
Them hunnids stacked high got me hyped
No lie, I get anything I like
[Chorus]
Outfit by Dior, this hot b*tch on all fours
I got bands, a lot more, I'm dripping in all sauce
Shoes, they got hearts on, that's Comme des Garçons
I got drip, I got sauce, I got drip, I got sauce
Outfit by Dior, this hot b*tch on all fours
I got bands, a lot more, I'm dripping in all sauce
Shoes, they got hearts on, that's Comme des Garçons
I got drip, I got sauce, I got drip, I got sauce

[Post-Chorus]
I got drip, I got sauce, I got drip, I got sauce
I got drip, I got sauce, I got drip, I got sauce

[Verse 2]
I got drip, I got sauce, you not real, you knock off
I work hard, no time off, won't climb off my high horse
Don't test me, I'm not soft, swing at you like Top Golf
It's me, myself and I-G-G-Y, I'm my boss
These lights make my eyes clear, on point like spiked hair
I'm not your average white girl, got a Big Apple like Times Square
Talk sh*t, but when I come around, they get quiet like the library
Bad Dreams, LLC, we give these hoes nightmares
Look at the top, I'm right there, and I don't plan on leavin' (Leavin')
This how I spend my evenin' (Evenin')
I made 'em shut down Neiman's
Yeah, anytime I post a pic, they go nuts like semen
Girl, whenever they see me, I kill it and have 'em grieving
'Cause my
[Chorus]
Outfit by Dior, this hot b*tch on all fours
I got bands, a lot more, I'm dripping in all sauce
Shoes, they got hearts on, that's Comme des Garçons
I got drip, I got sauce, I got drip, I got sauce
Outfit by Dior, this hot b*tch on all fours
I got bands, a lot more, I'm dripping in all sauce
Shoes, they got hearts on, that's Comme des Garçons
I got drip, I got sauce, I got drip, I got sauce

[Post-Chorus]
I got drip, I got sauce, I got drip, I got sauce
I got drip, I got sauce, I got drip, I got sauce
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