"R.I.P. Barneys" lyrics

This Glock 17 like it's graduation
Defeating me is only in your imagination
I got scuff marks on my Valentino's
The doors are suicide and my wrist emo
I'm the one these ho niggas discussing
Just threw twenty bands like it was nothing
Live fast, drink slow, life is lovely (Joog)
At Neiman Marcus, know me they my cousins

It's a mini chopper, it's a F&N
Neiman and Marcus is my best friends
I got mud spillin' from my left hand
My only enemy was Barneys New York
It's a mini chopper, it's a F&N
Neiman and Marcus is my best friends
I got mud spillin' from my left hand
My only enemy was Barneys New York

Sheesh, man, this shit be getting crazy
Even with this Louis cape, I won't save her
After I bless her, I'ma sing "Amazing Graces"
After I test 'em, I'ma go and buy that AP
Should I rock the Louis, boy, with the AP?
Or should I hit the Gucci store and grab eighteen? Shit
Moncler coat on 'em
All my friends are dead, I got no homies

It's a mini chopper, it's a F&N
Neiman and Marcus is my best friends
I got mud spillin' from my left hand
My only enemy was Barneys New York
It's a mini chopper, it's a F&N
Neiman and Marcus is my best friends
I got mud spillin' from my left hand
My only enemy was Barneys New York