"DRIES VAN NOTEN" lyrics
What's up? What's up? What's up? (What's up, ho?)
I'm in this new AMG, I'm coastin' (What's up?)
I'm in this new AMG, I'm coastin' (What's up?)
Hop in that pussy, she bustin' it
She poppin' that pussy, she bustin' it up
Shawty so bad, I'ma dive in that ocean
Yeah, shawty bad, and that pussy so "Whoa!"
I'm fresh as fuck, smell like Dries Van Noten
I'm fly as fuck, I put wings on the hoes
I'm fly as fuck, I put wings on the Ghost
I fuck her good, then I'm gone like a ghost (Yeah, yeah)
I fuck her good, then I'm gone like a ghost
Had to hop in the Wraith and then leave with the bros (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Anywhere I go, I'm gon' post
Drippin' designer, that's word to my folks (That's word to my folks)
I get this money, no counterfeit
Bitch wanna fuck, and I'm through with it (Yeah)
'Cause anything I'ma do with it
Cutting them vibes, she threw a fit (What's up, ho?)
I need some designer, I threw a fit
As soon as you eat me, I'm coolin', bitch (Coolin', bitch)
They really thought that I was new to this
I stepped in that bitch, goin' ludicrous
I stepped in that bitch with some new swag
Got her a bag, now the bitch gon' fuck (Yeah)
I tell her jump when the beat goin' up (When the beat go up)
I tell her jump when the beat goin' up (Let's go)
I told her jump when the beat go up
2026, know I came with a flag (Came with a flag)
I tilt the dro, put me on flame
2026, we gon' spill some blood (Spill some blood)
Flag, flag (Thought I told you, mm, spill some fuckin' blood)
Yves Saint Laurent on my backpack
Yves Saint Laurent on my bookbag
I took off, I've never looked back
I took off, I've never looked back
Yves Saint Laurent on my backpack
(Yves Saint Laurent on my backpack)
I'm in this new AMG, I'm coastin'
I'm in this new AMG, I'm coastin'
Hop in that pussy, she bustin' it
She poppin' that pussy, she bustin' it up
Shawty so bad, I'ma dive in that ocean
Yeah, shawty bad, and that pussy so "Whoa!"
I'm fresh as fuck, smell like Dries Van Noten
I'm fly as fuck, I put wings on the hoes
I'm in this new AMG, I'm coastin' (What's up?)
I'm in this new AMG, I'm coastin' (What's up?)
Hop in that pussy, she bustin' it
She poppin' that pussy, she bustin' it up
Shawty so bad, I'ma dive in that ocean
Yeah, shawty bad, and that pussy so "Whoa!"
I'm fresh as fuck, smell like Dries Van Noten
I'm fly as fuck, I put wings on the hoes
I'm fly as fuck, I put wings on the Ghost
I fuck her good, then I'm gone like a ghost (Yeah, yeah)
I fuck her good, then I'm gone like a ghost
Had to hop in the Wraith and then leave with the bros (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Anywhere I go, I'm gon' post
Drippin' designer, that's word to my folks (That's word to my folks)
I get this money, no counterfeit
Bitch wanna fuck, and I'm through with it (Yeah)
'Cause anything I'ma do with it
Cutting them vibes, she threw a fit (What's up, ho?)
I need some designer, I threw a fit
As soon as you eat me, I'm coolin', bitch (Coolin', bitch)
They really thought that I was new to this
I stepped in that bitch, goin' ludicrous
I stepped in that bitch with some new swag
Got her a bag, now the bitch gon' fuck (Yeah)
I tell her jump when the beat goin' up (When the beat go up)
I tell her jump when the beat goin' up (Let's go)
I told her jump when the beat go up
2026, know I came with a flag (Came with a flag)
I tilt the dro, put me on flame
2026, we gon' spill some blood (Spill some blood)
Flag, flag (Thought I told you, mm, spill some fuckin' blood)
Yves Saint Laurent on my backpack
Yves Saint Laurent on my bookbag
I took off, I've never looked back
I took off, I've never looked back
Yves Saint Laurent on my backpack
(Yves Saint Laurent on my backpack)
I'm in this new AMG, I'm coastin'
I'm in this new AMG, I'm coastin'
Hop in that pussy, she bustin' it
She poppin' that pussy, she bustin' it up
Shawty so bad, I'ma dive in that ocean
Yeah, shawty bad, and that pussy so "Whoa!"
I'm fresh as fuck, smell like Dries Van Noten
I'm fly as fuck, I put wings on the hoes
