Letra de Wicked Butterflies - Coi Leray

(Talk to 'em, Rambo)

Uh

I, I'm a butterfly, baby

Vintage Dior denim came from another time, baby (Yeah)

And the doors are suicide come and take a ride

And this pussy apple pie he wanna take a bite

Philippe Patek up on my right, you owe me time, baby

Love it how I rock my ice don't need lights, baby

Take a trip up to the hills, catch a vibe, baby

I'm a fashion killa it's a suicide

Yeah, I'm young and I'm livin' my life (Life)

I sleep in Chanel through the night (Night)

My Rollie gon' speed up the time (Time)

This Armani jacket I'm posin' in

They wanna know how it goes (Goes)

I'm wearin' Chrome at my shows (Shows)

I'm rockin' Tiffany stones, my diamonds is custom, I'm doin' the most

Yeah, I get to the money, I'll never go broke

Yeah, she got that wet-wet, baby, she grown

Yeah, she stay in the West, but she from the East Coast

Got a Moncler vest, new season, I'm cold

Polka dot, Miu Miu

You can see through the dress, I got on no clothes

Yeah, this YSL drip, I ain't got no clothes

I, I'm a butterfly, baby

Vintage Dior denim came from another time, baby (Yeah)

And the doors are suicide come and take a ride

And this pussy apple pie he wanna take a bite

Philippe Patek up on my right, you owe me time, baby

Love it how I rock my ice don't need lights, baby

Take a trip up to the hills, catch a vibe, baby

I'm a fashion killa it's a suicide

Yeah, you can't tell me I ain't put in work

You can tell that the hate wasn't workin'

This bitch say she got the block flooded

I'm runnin' it up in these Jordans

Now, I go shoppin' for foreigns

Alexander Wang thongs showin'

Coi fish links on this big ass Cuban

I got Chanel from the 90s, it's done

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Uh

I, I'm a butterfly, baby

Vintage Dior denim came from another time, baby (Yeah)

And the doors are suicide come and take a ride

And this pussy apple pie he wanna take a bite

Philippe Patek up on my right, you owe me time, baby

Love it how I rock my ice don't need lights, baby

Take a trip up to the hills, catch a vibe, baby

I'm a fashion killa it's suicide

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