Balenciaga - Princess Nokia

Sketchers looking like Balenciaga

Thrift clothes looking like the Prada

Whole fit lit, it cost me nada

Bitches always talking, I give them all nada

I’m so fly

I don’t even try

I get so high, I can touch the sky

Dress for myself, I don’t dress for hype

I dress for myself, you dress for the likes

Looking like a milli' but I only cost twenty

Smoking big gas

And damn it smell funny

Ain’t a fucking thing that no one could tell me

I drop the fits and I drop the hits

Pull the alarm as soon as it’s lit

Bitches be pressed I make bitches sick

Bitches be mad I blow them a kiss

Drip everywhere on account of the clothes

I’m going dumb switch up on my flow

I be right up when I’m down ten toes

Always make a lot of money selling out my shows

Anime lit

And I’m blessed with the drip

Baby biohazard

The slime go real quick

Money a knot and it look like a cyst

I smoke 'em big choppers, go get me a zip

Sketchers looking like Balenciaga

Thrift clothes looking like the Prada

Whole fit lit

It cost me nada

Bitches always talking I give them all nada

I’m so fly

I don’t even try

I get so high, I can touch the sky

Dress for myself, I don’t dress for hype

I dress for myself, you dress for the likes

I take a sip

Sip apple juice

I know I’m fly

I know I’m cute

Bitches clout chase and they act hella rude

My priorities straight I don’t know about you

Is that Vetements

Yves Saint Laurent?

Is it Off-White

Or Comme des Garçons?

My imagination

I do what I want

If I look broke

'Cause don’t give a fuck

Is that Chanel

Or basic as hell?

Is that retail

Or is that resale?

I look so fly

You can’t even tell

They all spending money

I just get free, yeah

Sketchers looking like Balenciaga

Thrift clothes looking like the Prada

Whole fit lit

It cost me nada

Bitches always talking I give them all nada

I’m so fly

I don’t even try

I get so high, I can touch the sky

Dress for myself, I don’t dress for hype

I dress for myself, you dress for the likes