Pi’erre Bourne

"COMME des GARÇONS"

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[Intro]
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[Chorus: Lil Tracy]
Ooh, this b*tch so bad I might just f*ck without a strap
We got all the racks, we doing shows back to back (Hold up)
Comme des Garçons, yeah, I'm dripping, that's just facts (I'm dripping)
Lost some of my bros, I'll sell my soul to get them back
My new b*tch make me sick, my old b*tch on my di*k
My side b*tch way too thick and your b*tch like my pics
My white b*tch got fake lips, she still can't get no kiss
I'ma rockstar, baby, I'm lit, I'm signing b*tches' tits

[Verse 1: Lil Tracy]
I been on the road, I been on the road
f*cking different hoes, 50K a show
Can't even trust my bros, gotta stay on my toes
Ten racks for my clothes, I could style you, bro
I been on the road, I been on the road
Wiz Khalifa sh*t, I been blowing Os
You can keep this b*tch, I don't love no ho
Yes, I'm freaking rich, just got a hundred more
Baby, I know you wanna date or want some racks
I'ma take your pretty ass right down to Saks
I'ma break the f*cking bank then break your back

[Chorus: Lil Tracy]
Ooh, this b*tch so bad I might just f*ck without a strap
We got all the racks, we doing shows back to back (Hold up)
Comme des Garçons, yeah, I'm dripping, that's just facts (I'm dripping)
Lost some of my bros, I'll sell my soul to get them back
My new b*tch make me sick, my old b*tch on my di*k
My side b*tch way too thick and your b*tch like my pics
My white b*tch got fake lips, she still can't get no kiss
I'ma rockstar, baby, I'm lit, I'm signing b*tches' tits

[Verse 2: Pi’erre Bourne]
She let me take her out, I'ma just get it and go
Meet her at her house, putting my di*k in her throat
She wanna f*ck right now, making me take her off
Shouldn't be around, she wanna [?]
Yeah, I'm with my brothers feel like [?], yeah wait
[?]
I put in the right sh*t, I put it on [?]
I got the platinum plaque, pull up with them racks, yeah
She was, bad, Saint Laurent, sack
Ain't no way, hell yeah, I'm going back
I'll be damned if I'm ever going back
Hop on the Instagram, now she [?]
My n*gga doing scams, he got all the cash
f*ckboy, and I swipe bad, now she doing bad
I fly in the air, yeah...

[Chorus: Lil Tracy]
Ooh, this b*tch so bad I might just f*ck without a strap
We got all the racks, we doing shows back to back (Hold up)
Comme des Garçons, yeah, I'm dripping, that's just facts (I'm dripping)
Lost some of my bros, I'll sell my soul to get them back
My new b*tch make me sick, my old b*tch on my di*k
My side b*tch way too thick and your b*tch like my pics
My white b*tch got fake lips, she still can't get no kiss
I'ma rockstar, baby, I'm lit, I'm signing b*tches' tits

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