Rue de la Paix

Yeah
Ya niggas know what it is man
Young Saint Laurent
Reporting live from overseas
If I wasn’t me I wouldn’t know who to be
(Adile)
Look
Niggas sending shots
Not a scratch on me
These broke boys better learn
When to back off me
Shopping sprees on the daily
But I stack often
And ya shorty in my DM
Cuz ya ass boring
Getting well adjusted
Verses oiled up
They thought I might be getting rusty
Work I’m putting in lately
Got me hella musty
Hit the showers then it’s back to the money
I can’t never turn my back to the money
Cuz niggas is snakes
The grass been cut
Been known to keep mine in a tank
I keep my enemies close as I keep my neighbors now
Ain’t gotta wait for the postman
To get the paper now
I’m on it
So if I see an opp
Dead it
These niggas do not get it
Saint Laurent deserve credit
For keeping it authentic
Blowing premium gas
Your plug is unleaded
You niggas ain’t really nice
You better be coming with it
Told you I was gon shine
When you said I couldn’t
Matter fact, I did everything you said I wouldn’t
Might slide on your shorty
If the head game gully
Plus I know she ain’t passing up this A1 buddy
We some A1 niggas
Shout my day one niggas
Pockets fat
Man I clearly got my weight up niggas
Learned quick you ain’t ever gotta wait on niggas
When you come up
You learn how to put your weight on niggas
Let’s go
I don’t really do the trends
Alexander Wang
She in Isabel Marant
Yeah I love the Porsche
But I really push a Benz
Throw the money to the sky
Now who got the upper hand
Che just hit my line
Like “you heard what niggas saying?”
I ain’t get the message
I was somewhere on a plane
I could feel the vibes from
A thousand miles away
I could feel the vibes from
A thousand miles away
(Talk to em)
Got on Alexander Wang
From the showroom
Rocking out in London with some pengs
At the O2
We was up in Edenwald
Chicken wings and fried rice
Plotting how to make a million dollars
Off of pro tools
Now I got these cuts on the wrist
Still ducking suicide
Flying back and forth like
I’m running suicides
Conference calls every month
Tryna keep the crew alive
Just turned 29
Starting to feel like do or die
Got the Benz ride
Bumping Thin White
David Bowie
Swerving both lanes
Swing it to the left
Like Ginobli
On my 5th swig
Ducking DUIs, they don’t know me
That’s a lawsuit
Maybe pinstripes, Jewish lawyer ugh
If Lee tell me get em then I got em
I remember nights
When I didn’t have a dollar
Feel like Triple H when I’m off that Remy Martin
I be cooking up
Right in front the crowd
Like Benihana, ahh
I don’t really do the trends
Alexander Wang
She in Isabel Marant
Yeah I love the Porsche
But I really push a Benz
Throw the money to the sky
Now who got the upper hand
Che just hit my line
Like “you heard what niggas saying?”
I ain’t get the message
I was somewhere on a plane
I could feel the vibes from
A thousand miles away
I could feel the vibes from
A thousand miles away