Kur - Hermes Sandals lyrics

Got some money, I know that the
Hate coming Hermes sandals she want
They like 800 dropping gems, it's on you
What you take from it
Niggas love fake, I stay away from it
Either give or you taking away from it
Too many 10s I don't popped
Need a break from it
Said it's coming but I couldn't wait on it
Everybody got guns, be safe homie
Fuckin up my lunges, wedding cake on it
Tape after tape, they all hot
What's ya' take on it?
Mom plates had residue shake on it
Now it's asparagus, mash, and steak on it
Water with lemon, I drink on it
Getting my business in order, I ain't on it
More than one income, so it ain't
One check that you bank on
Let's bet the bank on it
Travis Scott 1's, the shoestrings


I just put the pink on it
Wood got the drink on it
Should I sign this deal? I'ma think on it
Lost control of the wheel
Tried to break on 'em
A Benz is coming so wait on it
When I see you I'm probably gone beep
If you don't got money might
Die in ya' beef
It cost and nothin' is cheap
Man, most of these bitches gone lie through
They teeth, that don't mean nothin' to me
Back to back, I just keep dealing with grief
I need to go sit on a beach
Acrobat, I use to flip all my weed
As soon as I do I'ma leave
Left out the crib, I just hit up YV
I told him I'll pull up at 3
Niggas don't want to be them, they rapping
And acting like me
I'm tryna bring home a win
The shit for the road and the T
Did it before, I can do it again
And I do it with ease
Was already there and I flew that bitch in
She ain't wanna leave

Got some money, I know that the
Hate coming Hermes sandals she want
They like 800
Dropping gems, it's on you, what you
Take from it niggas love fake
I stay away from it
Either give or you taking away from it
Too many 10s I don't popped
Need a break from it
Said it's coming but I couldn't wait on it
Everybody got guns, be safe homie
I'm just advising you
Playing my mirrors cause niggas they
Pull right bedside you
If you not gonna ride for yourself, how
The fuck I'ma ride for you
Why would I slide for you
She just got in the car
She like it's been a few years since
I had my eye on you
I'm like don't lie, she like why
Would I lie to you
I'm tryna' love you and honor you

I feel like we both
Tryna' do different things
Cause I'm tryna' fuck and catch
A vibe with you
Baby I'm tryna out this dick inside of you
Saks on City Line, ima designer you
Me and Reem would grind, we in a Malibu
Think I lost my mind, ain't thinking logical
Could be with ya' mom
Niggas gone chop at you
Ain't been the same since
I left the hospital
Got through the pain, the rain, the obstacles
She like switch and let me get on top of you
If it got a stench after I'm blocking you
Palm trees my
Palm trees my surrounding is tropical
Niggas leaches, wanna go to the top with you
Bitches clingy, every hour they clocking you
Cuzzo he gone bang it if I say
Cuzzo he gone bang it if I say pop at you
You ain't dead or booked so
Tell me what's stopping you
We ain't throwing hooks
My niggas gone chop at you
Bitches see the plan
Now they wanna rock with you
Niggas pills funny
Wouldn't even cop off you

Got some money, I know that the hate coming
Hermes sandals she want, they like 800
Dropping gems, it's on you
What you take from it
Niggas love fake, I stay away from it
Either give or you taking away from it
Too many 10s I don't popped
Need a break from it
Said it's coming but I couldn't wait on it
Everybody got guns, be safe homie