Naiomi - Lavish Lyrics

Cash cash, lavish
All this money (Cash, cash)
Turned me to a savage (Savage)
Louis, Gucci
Yeah, I got a habit (Habits)
Living good
Yeah, I'm livin' lavish (Lavish)
Check the wrist watch
This a icy Patek (Patek, Patek)
Awe man
I got em' mad again
All in they feelings
Never had help
Was always the helpin' hand
That's God's plan
Whatever I'm steppin' in
Cost big bands
Back of the Bach, bitch (Bitch)
Catch me at Saks Fifth
I'm runnin' out of patience
I'm anything but basic
Balmain on the pants
Walk up in my closet
Designer shit from France
Yeah, my drip is expensive
No you cannot rent this
I'm never actin' reckless
50 thousand on the necklace
Sippin' sippin'
I know you sittin' reminiscin'
On the time we put in
Big duffle bag full of all the racks I'm gettin'
Got a lot of pain
But I always hold it in
I'm always layin' low
Tell the valet pull the Rolls
Empty clips that need disposed
I done switched the flow
Lot of shit I don't expose (Shh)
He know I'm the drippiest
He know I'm the vibiest
Walk into the dealership
Cop another foreign whip
My new jeweler keep me flossy
Gotta watch who's around me
I'm the queen so they crown me
Pockets deep think I'm drownin'
I'm verified, without the verification
I hit the club, Gucci shades, Purple my liaison
They treat me like I'm famous
I'm on ya bitches' playlist
Check the status, A-List
My Smith & Wesson stainless (Uh)
I spent days prayin'
I spent nights cryin'
So many diamonds in the face
Yeah, it's perfect timin'
Flawless pussy soaking wet
He about to dive in
Thousand dollars on the bottle
You know what the vibe is (Bitch)
All this money
Turned me to a savage (Savage)
Louis, Gucci
Yeah, I got a habit (Habits)
Living good
Yeah, I'm livin' lavish (Lavish)
Check the wrist watch
This a icy Patek (Patek, Patek)
You thought I was finished?
That was just a demonstration
I could really show you somethin'
Like an illustration
All that shit you talkin' flagrant
Wanna learn?
I could sign you up, administration
And just so you know,
I wrote this on my own
Tell the billboard have my spot
Because I'm comin' home
Watch me claim my throne
This ain't no two minute skit
I done stayed up, wrote for hours
And rehearsed this shit
Always write when I'm sober
Need no pill, lil bitch
Everybody want fame
But don't wan' put work in
I know where I'm goin'
They give me front row service
Drive me around, chauffeur
I'm never usin' someone's clout
I got my own exposure
My lens is always focused
I don't need no closure
I just wish you well
And try my best to hold composure
These other rappers nervous
I cut the beat up, surgeon
I see these bitches lurkin'
I told him close the curtains, gone
All this money
Turned me to a savage
Louis, Gucci
Yeah, I got a habit
Living good
Yeah, I'm livin' lavish
Check the wrist watch
This a icy Patek
Naiomi (Naiomi, Naiomi)