"I$$EY" lyrics

Pants Bumble Bee, and my top on neon
Shades blacked out, boy, got Celine Dion
I'ma hit it once then I dip off, Elon
I'ma get the bag then I dip off, he okay?
Ayy, Warren high as a spaceship
Fake faces change quick, they all shape shift
A-list star, attitude with a main bitch
Bad as Madonna, do it how I wanna

Damn, y'all can't tell me shit, y'all can't tell me shit
Y'all can't tell me shit
ISSEY MIYAKE, my fit, ayy
ISSEY MIYAKE, my fit
Y'all can't tell me shit, y'all can't tell me shit
Y'all can't tell me shit, y'all can't tell me shit
ISSEY MIYAKE, my fit, woah
ISSEY MIYAKE, my fit, woah, woah

ISSEY, ISSEY, ISSEY
ISSEY MIYAKE, my fit, ayy
ISSEY, ISSEY, ISSEY
ISSEY MIYAKE, my fit, ayy
ISSEY, ISSEY, ISSEY
ISSEY MIYAKE, my fit, ayy
ISSEY, ISSEY, ISSEY
ISSEY MIYAKE, my fit, ayy

Need to unwind?
Bring your friends to party at west
Where even groupies can get lit

Ayy, look what I'm dripped in
I follow vision, y'all follow bitches
On 'gram, listen
Y'all sip purp bro, I sip Lipton
Fit in no category of rapping
Ayy, I could make your hard song sound soft
Ayy, new song, well, it's good with the sound off
Ayy, BOTY poppin' off, how come?
Ayy, big racks, what it ends as an outcome
Ayy, Ayy, Ayy, yeah

Shawty got on ISSEY like that
Text back in ten days, my bad
Busy got a headache, jet lag
Woah, ayy, woah, ayy
Woah, switch flows, then I switch goals
Switch clothes off the rack like it been old
Rappers claim that they free but they been sold
I can't fold under pressure or be told
Tame on my name bitch Nada
Came from the phase of wearing Prada
Now I spill sauce all on my clothes
Still don't give a single fuck bitch, bye bye

Bitch, bye bye
Bye, bye
Bitch, bye bye
Bye, bye (Bitch!)

ISSEY, ISSEY, ISSEY
ISSEY MIYAKE, my fit, ayy
ISSEY, ISSEY, ISSEY
ISSEY MIYAKE, my fit, ayy
ISSEY, ISSEY, ISSEY
ISSEY MIYAKE, my fit, ayy
ISSEY, ISSEY, ISSEY
ISSEY MIYAKE, my fit, ayy