Yohji Lyrics

Hop up out the coupe haters push a Honda four door

Had to hop up off the stoop now I rock that Yamamoto

Take a photo why you staring at me

I got these bitches mad

Focused on my clothing when they should be focused on a bag

Too busy poppin tags I stay all in that stuff

Fashion killa shorty yeah I know she love to hit me up

She got a pretty body yeah she let me get my nut

We pull up to party yeah you know we staying fresh as fuck

Woah

Shorty lookin right we gonna keep the night going

Girl every time I spent the night with you the dice rolled

Vice grip got my heart all in a vice hold

That girl so hot in Prada make devil ice cold

Yeah you know that's just the way that's how life go

Aye aye aye that's how it's going ain't no typo

Woah woah

Number nine from 2010 girl you know I'm back all in that shit

Make them haters pay attention baby girl you know you run this shit

No need for practice this shit is just habit

That girl a savage face look like an actress

Got those rich girl problems

Call it Louis Vuitton baggage

She a model in the streets

But a gymnast on the mattress

Got Margiela for the feet

While she rock the Fendi glasses

You bad bitch how you rock the new Celine

Hop up out the coupe haters push a Honda four door

Had to hop up off the stoop now I rock that Yamamoto

Take a photo why you staring at me

I got these bitches mad

Focused on my clothing when they should be focused on a bag

I don't care bout what they saying I ain't even gonna trip

Got Margiela with the Prada shorty mix it with the Rick

Thought you had it like that

It don't work no more

Just walked out of Saks we had to cop some more

I don't care bout what they saying I ain't even gonna trip

Got Margiela with the Prada shorty mix it with the Rick

Thought you had it like that

It don't work no more

Just walked out of Saks we had to cop some more