LEARN LYRICS

Retro
Another week started, so get ready with me
The weekend pay hit, so let's take a spin
Monday, day off, UG cropped shorts
By the home pool, smoking my ice nug
At night the fit flips, SP weather switches
I'll rock the Tommy leggings and the Planet 97
Team jersey, I cut it into a crop top
It cost 300, turns 10k with my touch, cha-ching
Midas hands, Tuesday wearing Adidas
Business meeting, Gucci with my Dart
Around here your bill changed, got it, babes?
We'll always be drake, unlike these frauds
Wednesday date with my man, woke up afro-preppy today
I'll wear a Chanel dress, my FoxHound on my wrist
Transparent-lens Cartier shades, and Kenner too
To balance the fit, a little Shein bag
Thursday I'm hitting the lounge
In Ed Hardy and Swarovski
With a tiny Diesel bag
And a little Cyclone skirt
Friday and Saturday there are shows, and they're all sold out
Right there, decked out in Tommy
Another one Low Life, Ralph Lauren
Y3, then Onbongo Staff
Sunday I rest
In Guettosa and Versace
My Penny inside my Stella McCartney
That's the dress code of a rich drake
Another week started, so get ready with me
The weekend pay hit, so let's take a spin
Monday, day off, UG cropped shorts
By the home pool, smoking my ice nug
I-I-I woke up at ten
Went to 25, they had six for 100
Top-tier knockoff, for 200, I grabbed three
Hill gallery, where I buy my pendants
For my bandit bros
Steel, gold or silver
I got two of each
It's good 'cause that way I won't run out
Yin-yang
Rhinestone on this black one turns to diamond
A-and it doesn't matter if it's cheap
My skin makes it expensive
ClimaCool, white with light blue
I drew on the jeans, got personalized
I don't follow, I make, I don't copy, I drop
Today they'll talk, tomorrow they're wearing it
Natural swag, 2000s, Débora Brasil vibe
I created 'cause the cash was missing
And now I'm the reference, I was a broke teen
Fan of the little one, I wanted Ecko Red
Party on the school street, I'd go with my girls
Once I lost my Ballerina Melissa
Running from the cops who raided the party armed
Three-stripe collection, you know it
Going to the thrift store, I saw myself on a billboard
UNA and texture, to me it's everything
Bad-girl clothes make the ass pop
At TUP, I mined luxury items
I want some fire shades
Went on a Facebook group, found a Penny
Today it's just cruising through the hood
I'm wearing my hair up 'cause he wants to lick the plate
Sponsorship paying a lot
Let's roll around, loaded with silver
With my Telfar
We do it, they talk
Couldn't pay, today they pay me
I'm making the little girl I was proud
But I still owe myself those Lui Lui clogs
Lui Lui
The original hustle girls
Don't want what's someone else's, got it?
Focus is on progress
We only link with hustle girls who make it happen
And strengthen each other, you feel?
No mercy, no remorse
Respect's for those who have it
Style's for those who are
That's the dress code of a black drake chick