Burberry horses Lyrics

Blue white stripes, coming straight outta London

British girl, with a cap she a blonde one

Riding horses I ain't talking about Polo

Blue holograms, this the shit that I show up

Burberry stripes on her bag make fall for her

She got that dream body and she rock Goyard

She's the girl I want how I could not be loyal?

That girl be my queen she's a part of the royal

I just bought Burberry and I bought her bag

Lambo ride in London and she seats on my lap

I know niggas faking, all they rapping is cap

Yea, But I'm not one of them

Go ask my hood, nigga I'm good

Who is that baddie? she my lil boo

Who owns the Ferrari?

That is my whip

How the hell you not wet if you all got all drip?

Nigga I'm him, yea I'm the man who be sliding for real

We boarding a plane with the horses for real

Holograms jacket for me and my bitch

We just landed at London

Went straight to a boat at the Thames

It's about to get dark baby, take off them shades

Same way that I'm taking yo ass to my bed

Baby I love when you got that black underwear

Baby I love your blue eyes staring at my chain

Shawty I love your energy, please do not change

Shawty I love that beige hologram on your dress

Whenever I'm with you I don't feel no stress

Whenever I'm with you I feel like I'm high

You take me to heaven then come back alive

Burberry my sweater, Burberry her bag

Yea, she knows that I'm stacking up cash

I'm working to give you the life that you dreamed

Went shopping Burberry, Celine, Louboutin

Ferrari SF, we ride horses

We get to the room and we having some more sex

I put in the work and I'm having some more checks

I put on a mask, I don't care bout the damn laws

That girl so damn pretty might give her a engage ring

My baby so healthy, she don't fuck with no pills

I'm kinda ashamed when I'm smoking in front her

But why the fuck are we drinking and drive?

When we can smoke and fly, kiss and luv

Baby you are my world, you are the girl that I'm dreaming about

You are the girl that my niggas know about

Victoria's Secret underwear on the floor

We burning the bed with the way we make luv

She asked me for a child and I asked her for four

Blue white stripes, coming straight outta London

British girl, with a cap she a blonde one

Riding horses I ain't talking about Polo

Blue holograms, this the shit that I show up

Burberry stripes on her bag make fall for her

She got that dream body and she rock Goyard

She's the girl I want how I could not be loyal?

That girl be my queen she's a part of the royal

I just bought Burberry and I bought her bag

Lambo ride in London and she seats on my lap

I know niggas faking, all they rapping is cap

Yea, But I'm not one of them

Go ask my hood, nigga I'm good