VETEMENT Lyrics

And this is it you're not gonna have these problems

Fuck the drugs, Fuck the cigarettes, Fuck that dumb bitch

It all starts fucking today alright, No more fucking excuses

Thats the fuckin, This is the year of the fucking soldier

I might fuck around and buy the Rolls Royce Cullinan

Twenty-twenty-three all-white Maybach yeah that shit coming in

I got foreign bitches galore yeah they all comin' in

I spent twenty thou' on Dior, Im dripping Vetement

If killas wanna come to the party you know Imma let em In

Tell that bitch to take off her shoes so she can settle in

Baby, I'm a boss and a don yeah there's a difference

Only real niggas hear the shit that I be rappin' bout

Trx Mopar the engine got nigga's wylin' out

I been M.I.A not even momma know my whereabouts

I'm just trynna make three hunnit thou' before the summer out

Any nigga play me like I'm pussy we gon slime em out

Fuck around and slime a nigga out inside my Vetements

Driveby on a nigga in a triple black armored Benz

Double M the Maybach my coupe got bitches lovin' it

Yeah I fuck wit scammers and dealers cause we all hustlin'

Gallery Department my jeans they cost a couple bands

I need eighty thou' in advance if imma walk up in

If bitches wanna fuck to my music then we can get it in

Hit his bitch on Sunday give her dick and yeah she lovin' it

Had to Send her back on a Monday he don't know where she went

Thousand dollars for a pair of jeans I'm dripping Vetement

If niggas wanna come to the party you know imma let em in

Imma let em' in, let em in, let em in

Vetements, Im in love with dead presidents

Nigga super mad that he broke go get you sum cheddar then

I just popped 2 percs and a bean and let the devil in

I be gripping ass like a car that's whippin' Michelin's

Yeah I got sum shooters in Houston that bring the Rockets In

They say talk is cheap if it ain't money ion want it then

Feenin for the money yeah I need it come on bring it in

Ig models want me to slide so I could slip it in

Treat the beat like homework paper cause I be rippin' shit

Crash Bandicoot my shooter the way he hittin' shit

I just poured a pint in Calypso I'm on sum different shit

Niggas in my city act hard but they ain't wit the shit's

How the fuck he cut-throat killa? but he ain't been in shit

How you say your boyfriend is Slime but we ain't heard of him

Not the type to sneak diss online we can't get into that

Yeah, I rock with killas and slime like where my demons at?

Shorty sayin' Tanaa the goat oh yeah I'm feelin' that

Feel like I'm the hottest in my city we gon speak on that

Balenci' or Chanel for the swag yeah this shit mix to match

Devil taking over yeah I love to rock all triple black

Vetements, Im in love with dead presidents

Nigga super mad that he broke go get you sum cheddar then

I just popped 2 percs and a bean and let the devil in

Mhmmm let the Devil in yeah yeah

I might fuck around and buy the Rolls Royce Cullinan

Twenty-twenty-three all-white Maybach yeah that shit coming in

I got foreign bitches galore yeah they all comin' in

I spent twenty thou' on Dior, Im dripping Vetement

If killas wanna come to the party you know Imma let em In

Tell that bitch to take off her shoes so she can settle in

Baby, I'm a boss and a don yeah there's a difference

Only real niggas hear the shit that I be rappin' bout

Trx Mopar the engine got nigga's wylin' out

I been M.I.A not even momma know my whereabouts

I'm just trynna make three hunnit thou' before the summer out

Any nigga play me like I'm pussy we gon slime em out

Fuck around and slime a nigga out inside my Vetements

Driveby on a nigga in a triple black armored Benz

Double M the Maybach my coupe got bitches lovin' it

Yeah I fuck wit scammers and dealers cause we all hustlin

Gallery Department my jeans they cost a couple bands

I need eighty thou' in advance if imma walk up in

If bitches wanna fuck to my music then we can get it in

Hit his bitch on Sunday give her dick and yeah she lovin' it

Had to Send her back on a Monday he don't know where she went