Armani Lyrics

I'm dressing her ass in Armani

She dripping just like a tsunami

We got Katu and Penacho

You already know, get the cheese like nacho

Why you do me like that the first time?

Had me going crazy like it's my first line

You don't got no time for FaceTime

But you trying to argue face-to-face like that's okay, right?

I'm hopping on the jet on my own

Please don't try to hit my phone

Balenciaga wrapping 'round my toes

All black, looking fly, no crow

Pull up to the scene, give me a minute hoe

I'm looking so clean, I feel like the dishes hoe

I'm feeling pristine, I handle my business hoe

Pull up on your block, and you be like who? I'm feeling like OVO

If I get a call, then that shit important, you know I got to go

I'm in the zone, they want to record it, everyone pull out their phone

Before, nobody even knew me, well bitch now everybody know

Like it's Katu, let's go, everyone sing along

I'm flying through the street, I just be floating with my forty

I'm trying to be discreet but I can't do that with my shorty

I'm skrting with two seats, and her thick ass is riding shotty

She wildin', tsunami, dripping, dress her body in Armani

I'm flying through the street, I just be floating with my forty

I'm trying to be discreet but I can't do that with my shorty

I'm skrting with two seats, and her thick ass is riding shotty

She wildin', tsunami, dripping, dress her body in Armani

We the chosen ones, yeah they dreamed of us

If you a real one you can come bleed with us

If it's fake girl, I don't even need your love

Stick to Vapour, you don't want smoke with us

She a viper, she gon' bite all of us

Run through the city, 'til it's ash and dust

She taking all my bread, all I got is the crust

I'ma cut that bitch, off I don't give a fuck, no

Coco Chanel

Feel me like brail

Send it, no mail

DUD, we done prevailed

I prefer my women with a little bit of class

I prefer my women with a little bit of ass

Bust down, new glass

I'm in my bag

She want my cash

That's a red flag

I prefer my women with a little bit of class

I prefer my women with a little bit of ass

I tote the stick when I hit the club

Bouncer let me through, I told him just to look me up

He don't fuck with you, 'cause you look like a homeless bum

He got to fuck with me, I'm icy like a hockey puck

Punchlines with a hook that'll fuck you up

Mid range, turned up, with the kick, so what

We living it up, you cannot, bring that energy to us

You can't compare, like differentiating trash to Russ

I'm flying through the street, I just be floating with my forty

I'm trying to be discreet but I can't do that with my shorty

I'm skrting with two seats, and her thick ass is riding shotty

She wildin', tsunami, dripping, dress her body in Armani

I'm flying through the street, I just be floating with my forty

I'm trying to be discreet but I can't do that with my shorty

I'm skrting with two seats, and her thick ass is riding shotty

She wildin', tsunami, dripping, dress her body in Armani

We the chosen ones, yeah they dreamed of us

If you a real one you can come bleed with us

If it's fake girl, I don't even need your love

Stick to Vapour, you don't want smoke with us

She a viper, she gon' bite all of us

Run through the city, 'til it's ash and dust

She taking all my bread, all I got is the crust

I'ma cut that bitch, off I don't give a fuck, no

Summer nineteen, I'ma go and get the cream

It's true, if it rhymes

It's my time, live fast get the cash, on god