[Intro]
(Swag)
[Chorus]
I feel like i’m Othello
Ri-riding the express while I sip on my expresso
Tryna get a check it be hard to get some bread tho
I chill in Little Italy wit’ white women and Pesto
New shorty from Calabasas I don’t think I’m rich enough to settle
And I never was ghetto but I still be doing shit that’s kinda ghetto
Catch me in New York i’m Gordan Gekko
She fell in love at “hello”
[Verse]
I’m in Outer Heaven off the petrol
Me you and a bottle of Prosecco
I’m tryna up thе tempo
Take a picture with mе just so you get a memento
Like “did you get the memo?” yeah
Make her head move when she bounce back
I don't give a fuck about your soundtrack
All you niggas sound wack
Moving in a Demon not a Honda (Skrt, skrt)
Mix the Louis Liberaci wit’ the Prada
And every single time that you see me
Watch how I step so flee
Watch how I step so cleanly
Watch how I step so clean
(Glee code)
[Chorus]
I feel like i’m Othello
Ri-riding the express while I sip on my expresso
Tryna get a check it be hard to get some bread tho
I chill in Little Italy wit’ white women and Pesto
New shorty from Calabasas I don’t think I’m rich enough to settle
And I never was ghetto but I still be doing shit that’s kinda ghetto
Catch me in New York i’m Gordan Gekko
She fell in love at “hello”