Trëndy

She say oh my god, she love me
She say oh my god, (yeah) and we got all the fabrics (yeah)
She say oh my god, «I be the highest fashion»
She say oh my god (lets go) Elliante, flawless, VS1 hit the (phew)
OMG, In the AMG with the all red seats
OMG, In the z65 with a matt black (yeah, yeah)
OMG, In the SRT with the cat out the jeep (yeah)
Bitch, I don’t wake up and brush no teeth (no)
And tris (Yeah, all this guap)
Whole lot of sauce, you could get lost in this shit (yeah)
I get 10 bands to the chrome hearts when I’m shopping at Ross in this bitch
(Not shopping at ross in this-)
I see he got lost, I swear you could get lost in the sauce too
This night will start your high, then got exhausted and doubled it too.
(Swear to god)
Forgies on the Jeep,(Yeah, Yeah) I got tired of sleep
Bitch I love this x, bitch I love this e. (Ecs-ta-cy)
I can’t see no more, money all I speak. (Yeah)
Ya’ll talking to Yeat (Yo, Yo, Yo, Yo)
Fuck with the Yeat (Yo, Yo)
Diamonds My teeth, (Yeah, Yeah) I ain’t goin to sleep
I’ve been up for a week (no cap)
(Yo, Yo, Yo, Yo)
Talk back to yeat, Talk back to yeat (Yo)
They study yeat, (Yo) They study yeat
She say oh my god, she love me
She say oh my god, (yeah) and we got all the fabrics (yeah)
She say oh my god, «I be the highest fashion»
She say oh my god (lets go) Elliante, flawless, VS1 hit the (phew)
(Swerve)
(Yo, Yo, Yo Yo)
(Yeah, Yeah)
(Yo, Yo, Yo, Yo Yo, Yo)