Lil Pump - Rick Owens lyrics

Uh, yeah
Jetski, brr
Woah, yeah
Oh my God, Ronny
Ooh

Louis V on Louis V (Ooh), I just spent like 50 G's
Bitch, I'm really rich-rich (Huh?), no, this ain't no EDD (Bitch)
Glocks all in the DoubleTree (Brr), I'm with all the fuckery (Yeah)
I'm really the youngest flexer, 2 houses right on the beach (What?)
If-If-If-If-If he wanna, cook his ass up like some Benihanas
Balenciagas cost me like about a thousand dollars (Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)
In Ibiza, bitches wanna slurp me (Huh?) like a slushy (Brr)
Bitches on they Instagram (Yeah, yeah) do anything to fuck me (Yeah)

Rick Owens, Balenciaga (Yeah)
Rick Owens, Balenciaga (Huh?)
Rick Owens, Balenciaga (Esskeetit)
Rick Owens, Balenciaga
I be with them scammers (Huh?)
Hangin' with them killers and them robbers (Esskeetit)
I be with them scammers
Hangin' with them killers and them robbers (Uh)
Hermès on my (Yeah, yeah) Glock, Glock, Glock, Glock, Glock, Glock (Pow-pow-pow)
Bitch, I'm sippin' red (Yeah) with some Wock, Wock, Wock, Wock (Pow-pow-pow)
I am way too rich, I don't even gotta talk-talk (No way)
My chains is too heavy, I could barely (Yeah) fuckin' walk-walk (Huh?)

If she ain't suckin' or fuckin' she better get on (Get on)
I just went to Elliot and spent a quarter million (Yeah)
Forgiatos (Yeah), I'ma put it on a Lamb truck (Huh? Woah)
At E11EVEN (Brr) with my boy Ronny throwin' racks up (Aye)
I just hit 10 hoes in the row, I need a check-up (Yeah)
Spikes on my neck made me bleed, yeah, I'm fed up (Aye-aye)
I got 50 bitches in the club, they actin' extra (Huh?)
Got a blicky with me at the spot, don't get streched up (Pow-pow-pow, ahh)

Rick Owens, Balenciaga (Yeah)
Rick Owens, Balenciaga (Huh?)
Rick Owens, Balenciaga (Esskeetit)
Rick Owens, Balenciaga
I be with them scammers (Huh?)
Hangin' with them killers and them robbers (Esskeetit)
I be with them scammers
Hangin' with them killers and them robbers (Uh)
Hermès on my (Yeah, yeah) Glock, Glock, Glock, Glock, Glock, Glock (Pow-pow-pow)
Bitch, I'm sippin' red (Yeah) with some Wock, Wock, Wock, Wock (Pow-pow-pow)
I am way too rich, I don't even gotta talk-talk (No way)
My chains is too heavy, I could barely (Yeah) fuckin' walk-walk (Huh?)