Enfants Riches Deprimes Lyrics

Tell that girl she better hold on to her fate

I don't wanna play this not a game of skate

On my t-shirt it's enfants riches deprimes

I rock Japanese denim not no Balmain

I got so much fucking shit up on my plate

Baby I'm the one it's not up for debate

When these niggas gone I'm always gonna remain

And you know that it's still FTL the gang

If you play we might just find out where you stay

I just wanna take her home don't know her name

When I take a hit that feeling go away

I got fall winter 03' Hedi Slimane

Put the number nine my ass I can't feel pain

Dress like a dirty white boy but I am not blade

I walk alone inside the darkness unafraid

I might've walked in broke but ima walk out paid

Tell that boy he got some issues get a pistol

Nigga play then to the gulag where I send you

And the promoter better book me I'll blow up the venue

I might hop up in that stolen tell em tutaloo

Just like uzi I'm on a mission nigga to the loot

I swear these boys ain't got no swag let's take these boys to school

Riding too fast but I can't slow down

Open wide put it in her mouth

I get high when I'm feeling down

She take ups and I take downs

We get high and ride around

Sad inside might cry right now

Keep the feelings in can't let em out

She take ups and I take downs

We get high and ride around

Sad inside might cry right now

Keep the feelings in can't let em out