Helmut Lang

[Chorus]
Drippy with some Helmut Lang, I gotta get you out this place
Just put 3 Perky's, to the face
She asked me where I'm from, said, "Out of space"
Why you walk the way to Paris? You just mad 'cause ain't no 'comparise
Sippin T, they call that, “Texas”
Yo ex boyfriend was generic
And when I re-made a band, twin two racks, fill up my pants
Get some money, then do my dance
No I do not flex on [?]
Say hello to my friends, I’m like “Scarface”
I get to the fetty, she wanna come my way
And she just hit me up, on my space
Now I got bands in my face

[Chorus]
Drippy with some Helmut Lang, I gotta get you out this place
Just put 3 Perky's, to the face
She asked me where I'm from, said, "Out of space"
Why you walk the way to Paris? You just mad 'cause ain't no 'comparise
Sippin T, they call that, “Texas”
Yo ex boyfriend was generic
Drippy with some Helmut Lang, I gotta get you out this place
Just put 3 Perky's, to the face
She asked me where I'm from, said, "Out of space"
Why you walk the way to Paris? You just mad 'cause ain't no 'comparise
Sippin T, they call that, “Texas”
Yo ex boyfriend was generic

[Verse]
I like, how she walk
She like, how I talk
Feel like Summrs, I’m the boss
Diamonds dripping, “Whats the cost?”
All these fans, know my name
You can’t kick it with the gang
Shawty said she wanna hang
Said my name in the song, that was lame

[Chorus]
Drippy with some Helmut Lang, I gotta get you out this place
Just put 3 Perky's, to the face
She asked me where I'm from, said, "Out of space"
Why you walk the way to Paris? You just mad 'cause ain't no 'comparise
Sippin T, they call that, “Texas”
Yo ex boyfriend was generic
And when I re-made a band, twin two racks, fill up my pants
Get some money, then do my dance
No I do not flex on [?]
Say hello to my friends, I’m like “Scarface”
I get to the fetty, she wanna come my way
And she just hit me up, on my space
Now I got bands in my face
Drippy with some Helmut Lang, I gotta get you out this place
Just put 3 Perky's, to the face
She asked me where I'm from, said, "Out of space"
Why you walk the way to Paris? You just mad 'cause ain't no 'comparise
Sippin T, they call that, “Texas”
Yo ex boyfriend was generic
And when I re-made a band, twin two racks, fill up my pants
Get some money, then do my dance
No I do not flex on [?]
Say hello to my friends, I’m like “Scarface”
I get to the fetty, she wanna come my way
And she just hit me up, on my space
Now I got bands in my face