Dress Code (feat. Metallic Forrest)

I mix and match my designer Cuz thats the dress code I cant keep open my eye We got the best smoke My bitch wanna f*ck Imma have to check my schedule Know a couple niggas Thats shooting like Carmelo I mix and match my designer Cuz thats the dress code I cant keep open my eye We got the best smoke My bitch wanna f*ck Imma have to check my schedule Know a couple niggas Thats shooting like carmelo I come from a hell whole I remember rockin shell toes Couldnt get shit from my mama Her answer was always hell no So i got my grind up Now i got to these dollars Young nigga with no father Just happy i aint locked up Put the team on my back Im back packing money in my sleep Im nap sackin And the cash stack Higher and higher I jump Tax brackets Yo mans a buyer Imma supplier Im back trappin Dont turn this to and episode of the wire Yeah nigga that tragic Iblack magic Black flaggin These niggas backstage Nut grabbin Im on stage With my nuts saggin Currently im whats happening She just want her guts dug in Imma have to check my palm pilot Im money mike Half a pint half a sprite My necklace got some christmas light Im tryna get my bitch a dike F*ck em both by candle light Im back i got my mojo right Ice cool as a coors lite Niggas hate me im doin right Foriegn car lets take a ride Dont play wit me the stakes is high And i mix match my designer Vlone on the top Balmain and gucci bottoms Look at my smart watch This is perfect timing Everything done lined up And we at the top Look up if you cant find us I mix and match my designer Cuz thats the dress code I cant keep open my eye We got the best smoke My bitch wanna f*ck Imma have to check my schedule Know a couple niggas Thats shooting like Carmelo I mix and match my designer Cuz thats the dress code I cant keep open my eye We got the best smoke My bitch wanna f*ck Imma have to check my schedule Know a couple niggas Thats shooting like carmelo