Mallwhore Freeestyle

[Intro]

I'm a mallwhore and my Pradas look like Tom Ford’s

Black leather gloves on, they hardcore

(Actually, bro, excuse me)

(You got these in silver?)

(Yeah, yeah)

(No, like, shit)

[Verse]

I'm a mallwhore and my Pradas look like Tom Ford

Black gloves on, yeah, I'm lookin’ hardcore

Hitman, yeah, I'm rockin' with the dark lord

If you all for me, baby, then I'm all yours

Sometimes I don't understand what it's all for

But I understand when they see me then they all sore

Death knockin' on my door, that's the front door

Dip out of the back door, hop into the black Porsche

Hop into the black Porsche, she say I should talk more

I can’t even talk more, you should check the scoreboard

Mallwhore, and my Pradas look like Tom Ford

Black gloves on, yeah, I’m lookin' hardcore

Walk in Neiman, yeah

Walk in Saks, yeah

Yeah, spend a rack, yeah

P-P-Prada backpack in the Fendi store, yeah

And you know we smell like weed in the Prada store

And you know we gettin’ free shit in Fendi stores, yeah

Prada backpackin' in the Louis store

My girl said she need some shit too, I hit Dior (Boing)

I'm still in the night, yeah, I'm out, yeah

(I’m still in the night, yeah, I'm out, yeah)

I know you see me winnin', allow it, uh

This Drain life, I'm about it

I'm the founder, yeah, I found it

Play the game, yeah, I foul it

[Outro]

Foul