PREACHER lyrics

[Intro]
New age wizard, new age wizard, new age wizard (Le Vieux)
Pop my sh*t just like a canister, they taking pictures
Got my hand up at the paparazzi

[Chorus]
Paparazzi pictures
Every time I get up
Foreign cars I pick up
Garments, I'ma trick her
Red seats, doors lift up
Every time she reach out
Paper on me recharging
I been praying like a preacher

[Post-Chorus]
Huh, yeah, okay, look at what I made today
Yeah, I everything I touch turn great
Yeah, I just gotta keep sh*t bank
Yeah, yeah, she know her thighs brazy
Look inside her eyes, take it
b*tch, I got my fire blazing
Had to be always
Yeah, okay, Demobaza down always
Keep it on my bros always
Posted with your hoes all day
They know when I touch the state
Push up like it's NASCAR, baby
Step out lots of tags, yeah, lately
I know that this sh*t could save me
All I know is just go brazy
Lifeless they tried to take me
I'm here for a long time, wait
Put her on, her vibe crazy
Hit her from the side, take it
Boss b*tch, your life's saved
Don't know why you try, you crazy
Sometimes I wanna fly away, way
[Verse]
I invented this sh*t called music
I get paper, this sh*t go stupid
It was no one that thought I would do this
I'm on top of this sh*t, can't lose it
All these b*tches thought I was losing
b*tch, I swagged out, yeah, I stay moving
I been loving my life off the bullsh*t
b*tch, I'm Garments, way too lit
And I do everything I should
b*tch, it's racks all down my fit
When I walk through, hoes get took
Always knew I would get rich
Never doubted that I could
Push the engine eat up the hood
Every day my money good
Every day designer hoods
Every day they said I couldn't
Had the swag misunderstood
Yeah, I'm someone that they try to be, huh
I'm in first, b*tch, you can't talk with me, ha
I'm on flights back to back, not high as Leek, huh
Got on cologne, b*tch, designer reeking, ha
I'm the one, lil' b*tch, yeah, Leek, it's me
Lot of things in life that Garments seeking
But the paper find its way to me
[Chorus]
Paparazzi pictures
Every time I get up
Foreign cars I pick up
Garments, I'ma trick her
Red seats, doors lift up
Every time she reach out
Paper on me recharging
I been praying like a preacher

[Post-Chorus]
Huh, yeah, okay, look at what I made today
Yeah, I everything I touch turn great
Yeah, I just gotta keep sh*t bank
Yeah, yeah, she know her thighs brazy
Look inside her eyes, take it
b*tch, I got my fire blazing
Had to be always
Yeah, okay, Demobaza down always
Keep it on my bros always
Posted with your hoes all day
They know when I touch the state
Push up like it's NASCAR, baby
Step out lots of tags, yeah, lately
I know that this sh*t could save me
All I know is just go brazy
Lifeless they tried to take me
I'm here for a long time, wait
Put her on, her vibe crazy
Hit her from the side, take it
Boss b*tch, your life's saved
Don't know why you try, you crazy
Sometimes I wanna fly away, way