Moda Fiorentina (Rage) Lyrics

Damn, why they saying I am a slave to this drip though

I just love looking fresh you know

Momma tells me that I am addicted to these trends yeah

Momma you already know that I am a hypebeast

Momma please I love you

So don't tell me what to be yeah

Momma you already know that I am a hypebeast yeah

I be dripped down from head to toe

Yeah you know I reign supreme

So you can call me Louis Vuitton

I just dropped a big bag on some Jordans X Dior

Can't go broke, ya'll ready know that I am a hypebeast yeah

I am a slave to drip drip

It's what they tell me no cap cap

Gotta cop this cap cap with a big three on the front

Like I am Chance the Rapper

I ain't gotta show off I just let this outfit speak for me

Yeah that real LV offwhite on my backpack

And my bank account got zeros

Like you have never seen before

They say fake it till you make it

Is a broke people mentality

I stay real with my grind yeah

Hop up off this ground yeah

Yeah, I got too much on my hands

I don't want no problems

You can dish them out for someone else

What's that smell? It's some money

Got chanel hot body

I am the happiest, my boy just got out

No more time yeah

Tell that lil op he gone get popped

Run my money

And the duffle bag you copped ain't a Gucci it's a fake

Hella cappin' on the gram

You been lame and the clique that you claim gone be a pack

No kizzy catch a fade, kizzy catch a fade

Momma tells me that I am addicted to these trends yeah

Momma you already know that I am a hypebeast

Momma please I love you

So don't tell me what to be yeah

Momma you already know that I am a hypebeast yeah

Momma tells me that I am addicted to these trends yeah

Momma you already know that I am a hypebeast

Momma please I love you

So don't tell me what to be yeah

Momma you already know that I am a hypebeast yeah