Prada Cardigan (Ft. Smokepurpp) lyrics

[Intro - Smokepurpp]
(Let's go, Mario)
Lil' Purpp, bless yo' trap
Yeah (Lil' Purpp), sh*t, sh*t
Let's go, let's go (Yeah)

[Chorus - Smokepurpp]
He get them bricks, I'ma pick 'em up (Let's go)
Get them in through the mail, uh
He have all that sh*t, I'ma stick 'em up (Let's go)
Drop and sweep the block (Sweep)
Choppa pick 'em up (Pick up, pick up)
Choppa peek-a-boo (Peek-a-boo)
Choppa hit at you (Yeah, yeah, okay)
Give a f*ck 'bout no b*tch, I'm 'bout my bread (Okay, f*ck 'bout no b*tch)

[Verse 1 - Smokepurpp]
They trippin' on me (b*tch)
The choppa gon' hit (Bit, bit)
Lil' n*gga mad 'cause I put a band out with [?] f*ckin' his b*tch (Okay, let's go)
Better think about tryin' me, they know I ride with the stick, yeah
Better think about rockin' me, you this [?], yeah (Bit, bit, bit)
[?] (Okay, shoot a b*tch)
I f*ck on his b*tch and then f*ck [?] (f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, okay)
She suckin' on that di*k, shе swallow kiddies, yeah (Suck it, suck it, suck it)
35k on the fit, I tеll them bill me, yeah (Okay)
[?] and I'm callin' 'em [?] (b*tch, yeah)
[Bridge - Smokepurpp]
(Okay) sh*t, sh*t
Yeah

[Chorus - Smokepurpp]
He get them bricks, I'ma pick 'em up (Let's go)
Get them in through the mail, uh
He have all that sh*t, I'ma stick 'em up (Let's go)
Drop and sweep the block (Sweep)
Choppa pick 'em up (Pick up, pick up)
Choppa peek-a-boo (Peek-a-boo)
Choppa hit at you (Yeah, yeah, okay)
Give a f*ck 'bout no b*tch, I'm 'bout my bread (Okay, f*ck 'bout no b*tch)

[Verse 2 - Honeyberrydrip]
I’m Sippin on mud, Only dirty my cup
I don’t love no hoe, Feel in love with the drugs
I got a new chain, boutta roll up some runts
I f*ck on that b*tch, then run off on the plug
f*ck on that b*tch, then ran off on the plug
I don’t give no f*ck, I ain’t showing no love
I don’t give a f*ck ima do what I want
I don’t give a f*ck ima do what I want
I don’t give no f*ck, I ain’t showing no love
I don’t give a f*ck ima do what I want
I don’t give a f*ck ima do what I want
I f*ck on that b*tch, then ran off on the plug
Hop in that big body Benz, Need a cup of that Lean
Haven’t hit it in a minute, getting all this money since 10 times 10
I need a new Audi, I don’t really need friends
f*ck on that b*tch, then I f*ck on her twin
Glock 17 with a clip on extend
I roll up a Grabba, She swallow my kids
I’m in the whip all black with tints
I just took a shroom, I’m as high as it gets
I did a line with her rockstar friends (yea yea)
[Chorus - Smokepurpp]
Yeah
He get them bricks, I'ma pick 'em up (Let's go)
Get them in through the mail, uh
He have all that sh*t, I'ma stick 'em up (Let's go)
Drop and sweep the block (Sweep)
Choppa pick 'em up (Pick up, pick up)
Choppa peek-a-boo (Peek-a-boo)
Choppa hit at you (Yeah, yeah, okay)
Give a f*ck 'bout no b*tch, I'm 'bout my bread