All My Duffles Goyard! - Autumn!

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, woah, woah, woah

In the G63 with my brothers

She want me to lie and say I love her

Bitch, I'm that guy, I thought I told you

She'd rather die than find another

Out in New York for Fashion Week

Spent two thousand on this puffer

For these LVs, I spent three

Finna get back on my fashion

She like, "Since when you wear glasses?” (Since when?)

All my duffles Goyard

It's no more emotional baggage (No more)

She gon' fuck me for my status

And Rino just went Patek (Yeah)

They say, "Wick, you so hard"

This shit too easy, it's natural

These hoes be so dramatic

And these niggas don't want static

Turn that nigga to ashes

I'm fuckin' on this bitch, look just like Ash Kaash

I'm baggin' that bitch, Ash Ketchum

Mama say I've been movin' too fast, she wish I would start relaxin'

I'm in that Trackhawk movin' too fast, make one wrong turn and I'm crashing

In the G63 with my brothers

She want me to lie and say I love her

Bitch, I'm that guy, I thought I told you

She'd rather die than find another

Out in New York for Fashion Week

Spent two thousand on this puffer

For these LVs, I spent three

Finna get back on my fashion

She like, "Since when you wear glasses?” (Since when?)

All my duffles Goyard

It's no more emotional baggage (No more)

She gon' fuck me for my status

And Rino just went Patek (Yeah)

They say, "Wick, you so hard"

This shit too easy, it's natural

Hold up, bring them choirs in

She a bad lil', yeah, might fly her in

40K on watches and I still can't tell what time it is

I swear I count money every day, I don't get tired of this

Spent 5K on my fit, that's every day, you don't get fly as this

He tryna be me, who's guy is this?

Pass through, she like, "Who ride is this?"

Pass through, they like, "Who ride is this?"

In the G63 with my brothers

She want me to lie and say I love her

Bitch, I'm that guy, I thought I told you

She'd rather die than find another

Out in New York for Fashion Week

Spent two thousand on this puffer

For these LVs, I spent three

Finna get back on my fashion

She like, "Since when you wear glasses?” (Since when?)

All my duffles Goyard

It's no more emotional baggage (No more)

And I get that green, that cabbage

Been a while since I felt damaged

Know it's hard, but I still manage

Know it's hard, but I still manage

I like you, you got your mind like this

I want her cause she fine like this

Pass through, she like "Who's ride is this?"

Pass through, they like "Who's ride is this?"

In the G63 with my brothers

She want me to lie and say I love her

Bitch, I'm that guy, I thought I told you

She'd rather die than find another

Out in New York for Fashion Week

Spent two thousand on this puffer

For these LVs, I spent three

Finna get back on my fashion

She like, "Since when you wear glasses?” (Since when?)

All my duffles Goyard

It's no more emotional baggage (No more, no more)

Yeah, yeah, yeah