"JULIO" lyrics
Walk into the Prada store
Looking for the cups
Only want one, told her to bring down two
Shit
Jewellery shining
Diamonds blinding
Perfect timing
Prada the cups I want two of those
My bitch is badder than Rubi Rose
Go gym, then go eat, then go studio
Fly birds all the time like I'm Julio
Jones
When you got my money, then let me know
I thought that I went and left the roads
But, really, I know that I took an oath
Oath
Close
The show
Huncho, you know
I've been through the most lin'
This shit ain't easy, I swear that I been at my lowest, I'm happy I made it out
Put on this Kaptial Denim, that's capital steeze, I don't even wear Saint Laurent
I made it this far by the grace of God
I'm from South Killy, they know that
I'm proud where I'm from, so I claim the block
You gotta lock in just to stay on top
You gotta lock in
Twenties and fifties all in my pocket
Man are some bitches, they love a gossip
I'm too real for the game, I got hidden knowledge
Continental hotel, like I'm really John Wick
Bitch
Really, with it
Done did a billion, billion streams
Japanese jeans on me
What isn't destined for me, isn't mine
Do my own ting, never falling in line
Audermars P, I can't run out of time
When it gets dark, I don't stop at the lights
Oh, shit
Ting in the whip, I don't stop for the lights
Oh, shit
Diamonds they look like the Fourth of July
Oh, shit
There's no clashing with me, this ain't Lord of the Mics
Lil' Bitch
Lin'
Lin'
Prada the cups I want two
My bitch is badder than Rubes
Shit, spent twenty five thousand on shoes
Shit, don't even know what to do
Don't even know what to do
Don't even know what to do
Prada the cups I want two
My bitch is badder than Rubes
Shit, spent twenty five thousand on shoes
Shit, don't even know what to do
Don't even know what to do
Don't even know what to do
Looking for the cups
Only want one, told her to bring down two
Shit
Jewellery shining
Diamonds blinding
Perfect timing
Prada the cups I want two of those
My bitch is badder than Rubi Rose
Go gym, then go eat, then go studio
Fly birds all the time like I'm Julio
Jones
When you got my money, then let me know
I thought that I went and left the roads
But, really, I know that I took an oath
Oath
Close
The show
Huncho, you know
I've been through the most lin'
This shit ain't easy, I swear that I been at my lowest, I'm happy I made it out
Put on this Kaptial Denim, that's capital steeze, I don't even wear Saint Laurent
I made it this far by the grace of God
I'm from South Killy, they know that
I'm proud where I'm from, so I claim the block
You gotta lock in just to stay on top
You gotta lock in
Twenties and fifties all in my pocket
Man are some bitches, they love a gossip
I'm too real for the game, I got hidden knowledge
Continental hotel, like I'm really John Wick
Bitch
Really, with it
Done did a billion, billion streams
Japanese jeans on me
What isn't destined for me, isn't mine
Do my own ting, never falling in line
Audermars P, I can't run out of time
When it gets dark, I don't stop at the lights
Oh, shit
Ting in the whip, I don't stop for the lights
Oh, shit
Diamonds they look like the Fourth of July
Oh, shit
There's no clashing with me, this ain't Lord of the Mics
Lil' Bitch
Lin'
Lin'
Prada the cups I want two
My bitch is badder than Rubes
Shit, spent twenty five thousand on shoes
Shit, don't even know what to do
Don't even know what to do
Don't even know what to do
Prada the cups I want two
My bitch is badder than Rubes
Shit, spent twenty five thousand on shoes
Shit, don't even know what to do
Don't even know what to do
Don't even know what to do
