style

I like your style
So flashy
Catch you staring at me
When you smile
So catchy
Love when you staring at me
I like your style, yeah
I like your style, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Stashin' a photo on the road
It holds up
Girlies fanning out, tryna ask me for a photo
If you're tryna get a feature, it's a couple over
I got him stressin'
Make him turn it over
Oh shit
At the party 
Solo hoes comin' over
Pick her out
Got her feeling lucky like a four-leaf clover
In and out
Girl, I can't stay and fuckin' hold ya
But I could put you in Celine, not Fashion Nova
On empty, I had to fill it up
Haters mad, crying like a baby, need a sippy cup
I know that I'm making it look easy
Never said it was (yup)
I'm excited, exclamation and a couple ones
Hot boys, everybody wanna be us
See ya
Take care, wouldn't wanna be ya
Oh, man
Khalo on my phone, Frida
Had to show 'em what we on just so that they would believe us, ay
Seeing pennies on the street, I gotta pick up
Good luck, give me everything that I been needing
If I'm greedy, tryna keep it
Take it from me, I'ma fiend it, ay
Good girls always keep it secret, ay
I like your style
So flashy
Catch you staring at me
When you smile
So catchy
Love when you staring at me
Like your style, yeah
I like your style, yeah (ay, ay, ay, ay, ay)
Yeah, yeah