GIVENCHY

[Intro]

Ayy, ayy (COUPE)

[Chorus]

Thirty hollow tips in the Givenchy bag

Can't spit facts without braggin'

Zone 3 nigga cookin' up inside a million dollar mansion

Might got a stick inside the pantry

Might got thirty hollow tips in the new Prada bag (Free)

I ain't never runnin' outta swag (Swag)

If I put the city on my back, nigga, it's a new fashion

Might got a clip inside the jacket (Free)

[Verse 1]

Bitch, I'm in the city where it's young niggas geekin' up, crashin', scamming, piecin' up fragments

Pizza Hut, niggas at yo' front door tweakin' don't lack

We legally tuck pieces in Atlanta

Feet in the mud, planted, feedin' pups, seedin' a pup planet

Trunk on Vegeta, the trunk's blastin' we in the cut

Bleedin' with thug passion, YSL fashion you woulda thought we was with Thug slattin'

Okay, nigga what's zappin'?

I done seen a nigga catch a play without practice

I done seen a nigga catch AIDS from not wrappin'

Know some niggas wipe a nigga nasal, no napkin

They in the 4 spazzin' with no pass, nigga don't pass it

You don't wanna get hit with no pad

Know a couple bank account crackers swindlin', phone hackers

Buyin' this many bullets, take cash, how you think I got—

[Chorus]

Thirty hollow tips in the Givenchy bag (Bag)

Can't spit facts without braggin'

Zone 3 nigga cookin' up inside a million dollar mansion

Might got a stick inside the pantry

Might got thirty hollow tips in the new Prada bag (Free)

I ain't never runnin' outta swag (Swag)

If I put the city on my back, nigga, it's a new fashion

Might got a clip inside the jacket (Free)

[Verse 2]

Back at my brother crib, same gun as the government

Aim, bust it and dump it, bitch, I ain't walkin', I'm hoverin'

Safe to make an assumption, your gang suffer from sucker shit

I ain't come in this shit if I can't come with the covenant

I ain't colorist, I know the dark days are the loveliest

Crime payin' them boys on the block, slangin' them supplements

Cops play undercover, do not play with the play

Do not lay under cover with thots, they under coverage

Thirty hollow tips in the laptop bag, geeked up, goin' astronaut status

That's a lot, Ken got a pack that'll pack it out, packed around the block

I'm an underground king 'cause I rap a lot

I want a pension they opinion, they finna pay for shit

My clip extended like another week on vacation, bitch

Don't wanna brag, that's the only way of fillin' you in

I'm in my bag, but it's crowded 'cause I'm fillin' it with—

[Chorus]

Thirty hollow tips in the Givenchy bag (Bag)

Can't spit facts without braggin'

Zone 3 nigga cookin' up inside a million dollar mansion

Might got a stick inside the pantry

Might got thirty hollow tips in the new Prada bag (Free)

I ain't never runnin' outta swag (Swag)

If I put the city on my back, nigga, it's a new fashion

Might got a clip inside the jacket (Free)