[Hook]
They like “gimme that Fendi, Louie, Gucci, and that Prada
We out in Galleria, tryna buy it by manana
No, I’m not Lavar; but I’m playing like a baller
And if you worried bout it, I’m just living for tomorrow”
“Gimme that Fendi, Louie, Gucci, and that Prada
We out in Galleria, tryna buy it by manana
No, I’m not Lavar; but I’m playing like a baller
And if you worried bout it, I’m just living for tomorrow”

[Verse 1]
Brands on your body like a Nascar
I got bands on the body, copped a fast car
I just want a Tesla and the Bachelor’s
Paying off the dream in a fast charge
Diamonds popping, yeah we talking Birth
You see the movement, preeing up the verse
Alpha Moves in my city, feeling elevated
I’ve been thinking bout them days, like we never made it
If you open Dora’s box, you gon feel the pain
Snapping for the gram, never fit the frame
Changing up the pace, we ain’t getting lame
I been moving with the left, running finer things
You been snatching up the rocks, moving shake
I don’t ever sleep on money, stayed awake
And I do it for the kids, keep ‘em safe
But for now, I’mma focus on this plate

[Hook]
They like “gimme that Fendi, Louie, Gucci, and that Prada
We out in Galleria, tryna buy it by manana
No, I’m not Lavar; but I’m playing like a baller
And if you worried bout it, I’m just living for tomorrow”
“Gimme that Fendi, Louie, Gucci, and that Prada
We out in Galleria, tryna buy it by manana
No, I’m not Lavar; but I’m playing like a baller
And if you worried bout it, I’m just living for tomorrow”

[Verse 2]
Gimme that Fendi, Louie, Gucci, and that Prada
You tryna keep pride, but you be the one to swallow
You tryna take my lead but nobody tryna follow
You aiming for the crown, you gon fall by tomorrow
Don of roses in this tip, dozen in the case
Twelve bottles for the people who I’d never hate
Middle fingers for the people who been coming late
Y’all been running with the gossip, now you tryna skate?
Fluent in my language, truant to the game
I hear what you saying, it don’t sound the same
Y’all been plotting on me, but who really changed
We beefing like some kids, bet you feel estranged
Me and my team popping bottles up in Pampa’s
We seen some rainy days, now it’s over promise
We working through the grease, moving columns
While my city making change like Obama
Vic Arch type flow, on the boulevard
I got some brothers shipping out, working by the yard
I got my team by my side, it ain’t really hard
Keep my circle so small, we could fit a car
Kids play my songs, gotta keep it clean
Everything extra when I’m on the scene
Y’all talking bout the stacks, keep it true green
Alpha Gang, AMO, that’s my true team
[Hook]
They like “gimme that Fendi, Louie, Gucci, and that Prada
We out in Galleria, tryna buy it by manana
No, I’m not Lavar; but I’m playing like a baller
And if you worried bout it, I’m just living for tomorrow”
“Gimme that Fendi, Louie, Gucci, and that Prada
We out in Galleria, tryna buy it by manana
No, I’m not Lavar; but I’m playing like a baller
And if you worried bout it, I’m just living for tomorrow”