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New Pirelli

 

New Pirelli

(album: Still Up All Night - 2016)


Big titty women want the city nigga
Send a picture, I need something new
Plane tickets for some different views
Swear my momma need some better news

Look at me all of these gold links
New Pirelli and some gold links
Acting like my shit don't stink
Took a Addy so I don't blink
Lit a candle, said a prayer
Fuck all the rumors I ain't trying to hear
Most of these bitches they be for the scene
Half of the time, I don't even care

I make you feel like the first of the month
They tell me "Eli I need me some more"
I made a check and I broke off my dogs
As long as I kept this shit realer than your
Niggas ain't down for you

Gold links, New Pirelli and some gold links
Acting like my shit don't stink
Took a Addy so I don't blink
Lit a candle, said a prayer
Fuck all the rumors I ain't trying to hear
Most of these bitches they be for the scene
Half of the time, I don't even care

Gold links, New Pirelli and some gold links
Acting like my shit don't stink
Took a Addy so I don't blink
Lit a candle, said a prayer
Fuck all the rumors I ain't trying to hear
Most of these bitches they be for the scene
Half of the time, I don't even care

They just want you for your energy
Give a fuck about some frenemies
They come to the kid for the recipe (know that)
Gotta tax 'em for I let 'em leave (I do it)
Fortunato with the cape
Copped me the Forgiato with no plates
Got the hoodie falling all on my face
Odell Beckham how I'm making them plays

Gold links, New Pirelli and some gold links
Acting like my shit don't stink
Took a Addy so I don't blink
Lit a candle, said a prayer
Fuck all the rumors I ain't trying to hear
Most of these bitches they be for the scene
Half of the time, I don't even care

Can't stand you, you don't even understand me
High standard, keep the shit at high standards
I know you, I know you too well
I know you, I know you too well

Can't stand you, you don't even understand me
High standard, keep the shit at high standards
I know you, I know you too well
I know you, I know you too well

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