Wicked Butterflies

(Talk to 'em, Rambo) Uh I, I'm a butterfly, baby Vintage Dior denim came from another time, baby (yeah) And the doors are suicide, come and take a ride And this p***y apple pie, he wanna take a bite Philippe Patek up on my right, you owe me time, baby Love it how I rock my ice, don't need lights, baby Take a trip up to the hills, catch a vibe, baby I'm a fashion killa, it's a suicide Yeah, I'm young and I'm livin' my life (life) I sleep in Chanel through the night (night) My Rollie gon' speed up the time (time) This Marni jacket I'm posin' in They wanna know how it goes (goes) I'm wearin' Chrome at my shows (shows) I'm rockin' Tiffany stones, my diamonds is custom, I'm doin' the most Yeah, I get to the money, I'll never go broke Yeah, she got that wet-wet, baby, she grown Yeah, she stay in the West, but she from the East Coast Got a Moncler vest, new season, I'm cold Polka dot Miu Miu, book it and tote You can see through the dress, I got on no clothes Yeah, this YSL drip, I ain't got no clothes I, I'm a butterfly, baby Vintage Dior denim came from another time, baby (yeah) And the doors are suicide, come and take a ride And this p***y apple pie, he wanna take a bite Philippe Patek up on my right, you owe me time, baby Love it how I rock my ice, don't need lights, baby Take a trip up to the hills, catch a vibe, baby I'm a fashion killa, it's a suicide Yeah, you can't tell me I ain't put in work You can tell that the hate wasn't workin' This pixel say she held up, I flooded I'm runnin' it up in these Jordans Now, I go shoppin' for foreigns Alexander Wang thongs showin' Coi fish links on this big ass Cuban I got Chanel from the 90s in storage Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Uh I, I'm a butterfly, baby Vintage Dior denim came from another time, baby (yeah) And the doors are suicide, come and take a ride And this p***y apple pie, he wanna take a bite Philippe Patek up on my right, you owe me time, baby Love it how I rock my ice, don't need lights, baby Take a trip up to the hills, catch a vibe, baby I'm a fashion killa, it's a suicide --- Wicked Butterflies - Coi Leray