Dont Ya! - Autumn!

Woah, huh

Woah, huh

(He slayed this one)

Oh you want the finer things?

You want designer, don’t ya?

You want Chanel, don’t ya?

You want the Prada, don’t ya?

Dolce Gabbana, don’t ya?

Balenciaga’s on ya

You want the Fendi, don’t ya?

Want me to spend it on ya?

Wanna hit Benny’s don’t ya?

I could spend plenty on ya

Used to be broke as hell

Went and put some Amiri’s on me

Passion fruit lemonade, mix it up with Mimosa

Baby girl I just want you closer, this ain’t never gon' be ever

We could hop in a CLA, or we could hop in the Rover

Let me know what you wanna do if you coming over

I’m in the O with my soldiers, we getting bread like we supposed to

Now everybody know us, walk in the mall and get noticed

Doin' this shit, gotta focus

They watch every move tryna scope us

Say you want smoke well then show us

All of these niggas below us

I’m in the Benz not a Focus

boy you owe us

Cause me and my brothers like Jonas

boy you hopeless

Oh you want the finer things?

You want designer, don’t ya?

You want Chanel, don’t ya?

You want the Prada, don’t ya?

Dolce Gabbana, don’t ya?

Balenciaga’s on ya

You want the Fendi, don’t ya?

Want me to spend it on ya?

Oh you want the finer things?

You want designer, don’t ya?

You want Chanel, don’t ya?

You want the Prada, don’t ya?

Dolce Gabbana, don’t ya?

Balenciaga’s on ya

You want the Fendi, don’t ya?

Want me to spend it on ya?

Oh you want the finer things?

You want designer, don’t ya?

You want Chanel, don’t ya?

You want the Prada, don’t ya?