"Lavish" lyrics
(feat. hollow)
Hollow on the track, (what)
Hollow on the track, (what)
Hollow on the track, (what)
Bbno$
I need a bad bitch
To do some magic
Got designer fabrics
Bitch I'm living lavish
(Ye, gang)
Couple of stocks and I'm growing the crop
And she gave me the top, I be sweet like some pop
Dripping so much, got the ice on my neck and I ain't tryna flex but I learn from the best
Run up a check I'm go run up a check and I'll fuck up some debt, and ill call that shit bet
Bbno$ got hands in a stack and I put in the work yeh I think it's a knack
So I heard you trying hard I heard I'm going far, ill put it on my card, these hurdles ain't that hard, I'm on my way to mars, I'm on my way to top, your popping all these bars, like spending ain't that hard, I'm saving quite a lot, I'm saving all these racks in a money cop
Grinding every day like I'm tony hawk, (what, what)
Elevation way I won't ever stop, (op, op)
Bout my money way
And it better pay, (tough luck)
Diamonds on my nuts
And they 30 k (aye, aye)
I need a bad bitch
To do some magic
Got designer fabrics
Bitch I'm living lavish
(Ye, gang)
Couple of stocks and I'm growing the crop
And she gave me the top, I be sweet like some pop
Dripping so much, got the ice on my neck and I ain't tryna flex but I learn from the best
Run up a check I'm go run up a check and I'll fuck up some debt, and ill call that shit bet
Bbno$ got hands in a stack and I put in the work yeh I think it's a knack
Betty crocker, (Huh)
How I whip my wrist, (Yea, Hmm)
Mr Clean, (what)
How I rep my fitss, you get the jist, my coin be bit, I'm with the time, I do no crime, I get my paper clean and right I ain't about my Martha Stewart shit
Press you like a crease now you a fold
I'm sorry that I'm flowing kinda slow
Babys our here tryna harvest dough
Baby’s living lavishly now you know
I need a bad bitch
To do some magic
Got designer fabrics
Bitch I'm living lavish
(Ye, gang)
Couple of stocks and I'm growing the crop
And she gave me the top, and I be sweet like some pop
Dripping so much got the ice on my neck and I ain't tryna flex but I learn from the best
Run up a check I'm go run up a check fuck up some debt and ill call that shit bet
Baby no money got his hands in a stack cuz I put in the work yeh I think it's a knack
Hollow on the track, (what)
Hollow on the track, (what)
Bbno$
I need a bad bitch
To do some magic
Got designer fabrics
Bitch I'm living lavish
(Ye, gang)
Couple of stocks and I'm growing the crop
And she gave me the top, I be sweet like some pop
Dripping so much, got the ice on my neck and I ain't tryna flex but I learn from the best
Run up a check I'm go run up a check and I'll fuck up some debt, and ill call that shit bet
Bbno$ got hands in a stack and I put in the work yeh I think it's a knack
So I heard you trying hard I heard I'm going far, ill put it on my card, these hurdles ain't that hard, I'm on my way to mars, I'm on my way to top, your popping all these bars, like spending ain't that hard, I'm saving quite a lot, I'm saving all these racks in a money cop
Grinding every day like I'm tony hawk, (what, what)
Elevation way I won't ever stop, (op, op)
Bout my money way
And it better pay, (tough luck)
Diamonds on my nuts
And they 30 k (aye, aye)
I need a bad bitch
To do some magic
Got designer fabrics
Bitch I'm living lavish
(Ye, gang)
Couple of stocks and I'm growing the crop
And she gave me the top, I be sweet like some pop
Dripping so much, got the ice on my neck and I ain't tryna flex but I learn from the best
Run up a check I'm go run up a check and I'll fuck up some debt, and ill call that shit bet
Bbno$ got hands in a stack and I put in the work yeh I think it's a knack
Betty crocker, (Huh)
How I whip my wrist, (Yea, Hmm)
Mr Clean, (what)
How I rep my fitss, you get the jist, my coin be bit, I'm with the time, I do no crime, I get my paper clean and right I ain't about my Martha Stewart shit
Press you like a crease now you a fold
I'm sorry that I'm flowing kinda slow
Babys our here tryna harvest dough
Baby’s living lavishly now you know
I need a bad bitch
To do some magic
Got designer fabrics
Bitch I'm living lavish
(Ye, gang)
Couple of stocks and I'm growing the crop
And she gave me the top, and I be sweet like some pop
Dripping so much got the ice on my neck and I ain't tryna flex but I learn from the best
Run up a check I'm go run up a check fuck up some debt and ill call that shit bet
Baby no money got his hands in a stack cuz I put in the work yeh I think it's a knack
Writer(s): Alexander Gumuchian
