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Yeah, yeah, yeah

Verse 1: A$AP Rocky & Jaden
If I want brand new Raf, I'ma hit up Raf
If I want Gucci bags What, I'ma hit Alessandro ass What
If I want Louis bags What, I'm callin' Virgil fast Yeah
Kim Jones, let me pass, you payin' too much tax
Rick Owens on my racks Racks, Rick Owens on my racks
Rick Owens on my back 'cause Lamy threw me that
Loewe on my tag, thank you Johnny, Kate, and Mack Mack
Secure the diamonds on me, homie, I ain't takin' that That

Chorus: Jaden
Secure the bag for me, for me, for me, for me Me
I got the cash, it's stuffed in the stash that you'll never see, like geez

Post-Chorus: A$AP Rocky & Jaden
They 'bout to spray, in the broad day, Febreze, Febreze, Febreze Febreze
My niggas is blessed and we ain't even sneezed
Capisce, like geez, Louise

Verse 2: Jaden
Yeah, runnin' and runnin' and runnin' away
It's like we in Biscayne Keys Keys
Rollin' around in the wings Wings
When she get the keys, she say pretty please Yeah, yeah
MSFTS put on a fleece Fleece
I had to read the release Uh
I had to re-up the lease Lease, uh
Not gonna deal with you niggas, I needed some peace Some peace
You wasn't fuckin' with me Me
But then Flacko told me everybody would see and they did

Bridge: Jaden
Water on me, got me feelin' like I'm drownin'
Lookin' for my lake, I think I just found it

Verse 3: A$AP Rocky & Jaden
The fuckin' audacity
To take a jab or a stab at me What
The feelin' of feelin' a masterpiece Huh
Gold grill in, I'm Master P Yeah
On TV like half a week Yeah
If I step out of my buildin' this shit'll start feelin' like fashion week Yeah
With a new flow for the after-mes Yeah
Now tell them run to the factory Hey

Verse 4: Jaden & A$AP Rocky
Runnin' the factory Yeah, yeah
My new girl is mad at me Yeah, yeah
She is an actress, cheese, so I call her Her Majesty Yeah, yeah
She all in the magazines Woah, woah
I would be mad too Mad, all of this accuracy Yeah
Sorry, I had to

Verse 5: Jaden & A$AP Rocky
Dance in the club for me, for me, for me, for me
She just pullin' up but please believe she finna leave
Flacko say you a C, LV bag, gotta stuff a hundred G's, yeah Woo
Motocross patch on her jeans, you niggas still wanna run with t-shirts Yeah
Find me a baby in Paris, I'm callin' her parents to get her a Visa
I'm in and out of the country, no matter what country, I throw them a lease, yeah
Yeah, we just pull up and blow out his speakers Yeah

Verse 6: A$AP Rocky
Meet with the gangsters and the tweakers
The G's who run from police Huh
My homies who home on release, yeah
Yeah, thanks to Kim K, they roamin' the streets
Shout outs to Obama and Meek Uh
Came home and then bought a Patek Yeah, uh, yeah
Like what do you mean Don't roll up on me Uh
The heat in the jeans, please, have the same energy when we eat
****
Huh, bleep that shit

Chorus: Jaden & A$AP Rocky
They wakin' up out of they sleep Woo
Secure the bag for me, for me, for me, for me
I got the cash, it's stuffed in the stash, that you'll never see
I'm ghost Woo