Givenchy Me lyrics

[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan & Offset]
Fifty bricks, sipping Pedro from Mexico plus I got a hundred gas bags on the runway
I'ma front half to Longway 'cause he got a blue trap house and get it all gone in one day
I got young n*ggas ready for the gunplay while I'm on the stove, busting bricks like a sensei
Just bust a Cartier from DeVante, got all these hoes trying to check out my feng shui
Bad b*tches, they digging me, walk in the club, I Givenchy me
Bad b*tches, they digging me, walk in the club, I Givenchy me
Bad b*tches, they digging me, walk in the club, I Givenchy me
Bad b*tches, they digging me, walk in the club, I Givenchy me

[Verse 1: Offset]
My pockets is fat, it's on pregnant
Your pockets is on anorexic
Dropping my top, I dissect it
Sipping lean, pinky up, that is good etiquette
Run to the money, I go and get it
Bad b*tches cooking up the Britney
All these n*ggas out here selling midget
They really ain't getting no f*cking benjis
Pull up, hop out
Diamonds shining, take they heart out
n*ggas acting like they smarter
Dunk a brick like I'm Vince Carter
You telling a story like authors
Old n*gga f*cking your daughter
I walk in the club with Givenchy
Money taller than a ruler, twelve inches
I had to sit down for a sentence
Drill a n*gga like a dentist
Whip a brick like a chemist
Jesus faces, I'm a Christian
n*ggas need to f*cking listen
n*gga, you ain't getting Benjis
Young n*gga, my wrist
sh*t on n*ggas, diamonds p*ssing
[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan & Offset]
Fifty bricks, sipping Pedro from Mexico plus I got a hundred gas bags on the runway
I'ma front half to Longway 'cause he got a blue trap house and get it all, gone in one day
I got young n*ggas ready for the gunplay while I'm on the stove, busting bricks like a sensei
Just bust a Cartier from DeVante, got all these hoes trying to check out my feng shui
Bad b*tches, they digging me, walk in the club, I Givenchy me
Bad b*tches, they digging me, walk in the club, I Givenchy me
Bad b*tches, they digging me, walk in the club, I Givenchy me
Bad b*tches, they digging me, walk in the club, I Givenchy me

[Verse 2: Peewee Longway]
Stars all around a n*gga ankle
It's Givenchy, bad b*tches eating up the swag
Kicking with the plug sensei
My trap house booming, young rich n*gga eating with the bag
Lamborghini, Gallardo, Bugatti, paper tag
Riding around, checking out the matte black Jag
Did I do that? Splash on they ass
Givenchy, Givenchy, GIvenchy swag
I might just nerd her like Dexter
f*cking and clinching the Heckler Koch
Please do not touch on my knots
Those are Givenchy, them b*tches are hot
Now and Later flavor, b*tch a alligator
Serving up brick on a yacht
Price of Givenchy's a lot
Bad b*tches eat it up a lot
Peter Pan jumping out the pot
Givenchy swagging somewhere in Dubai
Leopards and alligators in my car
Lavish n*gga pulling up, double R
Passenger yes, sir, no, sir
Swagger too dope, make you overdose
OG gas you don't wanna smoke
Two truckloads back to back, we juug
[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan & Offset]
Fifty bricks, sipping Pedro from [?] plus I got a hundred gas pass on the runway
I'ma front half to Longway 'cause he got a blue trap house and get it all, gone in one day
I got young n*ggas ready for the gunplay while I'm on the stove, busting bricks like a sensei
Chef [?] Cartier from DeVante, got all these hoes trying to check out my feng shui
Bad b*tches, they digging me, walk in the club, I Givenchy me
Bad b*tches, they digging me, walk in the club, I Givenchy me
Bad b*tches, they digging me, walk in the club, I Givenchy me
Bad b*tches, they digging me, walk in the club, I Givenchy me