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Kenny Mason - Givenchy Lyrics

GIVENCHY Lyrics[Intro]
Ayy, ayy (COUPE)

[Chorus]
Thirty hollow tips in the Givenchy bag
Can't spit facts without braggin'
Zone 3 nigga cookin' up inside a million dollar mansion
Might got a stick inside the pantry
Might got thirty hollow tips in the new Prada bag (Free)
I ain't never runnin' outta swag (Swag)
If I put the city on my back, nigga, it's a new fashion
Might got a clip inside the jacket (Free)
[Verse 1]
Bitch, I'm in the city where it's young niggas geekin' up, crashin', scamming, piecin' up fragments
Pizza Hut, niggas at yo' front door tweakin' don't lack
We legally tuck pieces in Atlanta
Feet in the mud, planted, feedin' pups, seedin' a pup planet
Trunk on Vegeta, the trunk's blastin' we in the cut
Bleedin' with thug passion, YSL fashion you woulda thought we was with Thug slattin'
Okay, nigga what's zappin'?
I done seen a nigga catch a play without practice
I done seen a nigga catch AIDS from not wrappin'
Know some niggas wipe a nigga nasal, no napkin
They in the 4 spazzin' with no pass, nigga don't pass it
You don't wanna get hit with no pad
Know a couple bank account crackers swindlin', phone hackers
Buyin' this many bullets, take cash, how you think I got—

[Chorus]
Thirty hollow tips in the Givenchy bag (Bag)
Can't spit facts without braggin'
Zone 3 nigga cookin' up inside a million dollar mansion
Might got a stick inside the pantry
Might got thirty hollow tips in the new Prada bag (Free)
I ain't never runnin' outta swag (Swag)
If I put the city on my back, nigga, it's a new fashion
Might got a clip inside the jacket (Free)
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Back at my brother crib, same gun as the government
Aim, bust it and dump it, bitch, I ain't walkin', I'm hoverin'
Safe to make an assumption, your gang suffer from sucker shit
I ain't come in this shit if I can't come with the covenant
I ain't colorist, I know the dark days are the loveliest
Crime payin' them boys on the block, slangin' them supplements
Cops play undercover, do not play with the play
Do not lay under cover with thots, they under coverage
Thirty hollow tips in the laptop bag, geeked up, goin' astronaut status
That's a lot, Ken got a pack that'll pack it out, packed around the block
I'm an underground king 'cause I rap a lot
I want a pension they opinion, they finna pay for shit
My clip extended like another week on vacation, bitch
Don't wanna brag, that's the only way of fillin' you in
I'm in my bag, but it's crowded 'cause I'm fillin' it with—

[Chorus]
Thirty hollow tips in the Givenchy bag (Bag)
Can't spit facts without braggin'
Zone 3 nigga cookin' up inside a million dollar mansion
Might got a stick inside the pantry
Might got thirty hollow tips in the new Prada bag (Free)
I ain't never runnin' outta swag (Swag)
If I put the city on my back, nigga, it's a new fashion
Might got a clip inside the jacket (Free)