All My b*tch Rockin’ (Vintage Celine) lyrics

[Intro: Future]
Yeah
Yeah
All my b*tch rocking is vintage Celine
All my b*tch rocking is vintage Celine
All my b*tch rocking is vintage Celine
All my b*tch rocking (Yeah)
All my b*tch rocking is vintage Celine
All my b*tch rocking is vintage Celine
All my b*tch rocking is vintage Celine
All my b*tch rocking (Yeah)

[Chorus: Future]
All my b*tch rocking is vintage Celine
All my b*tch rocking is vintage Celine
All my b*tch rocking is vintage Celine
All my b*tch rocking (All my b*tch rocking)
All my b*tch rocking is vintage Celine
All my b*tch rocking is vintage Celine
All my b*tch rocking is vintage Celine
All my b*tch rocking is vintage Celinе
All my b*tch rocking (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Future]
Vintage Celinе, bring the store to the house
I got Celine spill, hope you got a towel
I was on the pink pill, spent a hundred thou'
Vintage on vintage, don't go in my closet
Switching out the wardrobe, taking it off
I got Celine on me when I walk (Ooh)
I need Codeine like I'm coughing (Ooh)
Thirty six ounces on a fault (Ooh)
I spoil her so she won't pout (Ooh)
Adderall, rolling up loud (Ooh)
We stay up just to go shopping in Marni
Pop one more tab, I was already on it
Vintage Celine, I was already in it
Check out my extension, it's very expensive
[Chorus: Future]
All my b*tch rocking is vintage Celine
All my b*tch rocking is vintage Celine
All my b*tch rocking is vintage Celine
All my b*tch rocking (All my b*tch rocking)
All my b*tch rocking is vintage Celine
All my b*tch rocking is vintage Celine
All my b*tch rocking is vintage Celine
All my b*tch rocking (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Gunna]
That's why she keep asking for vintage Celine
All this b*tch want is some vintage Celine
I was tryna get her that big Birkin B
Cash out on both, spend a coupe, forty G's
We f*ck on the flight and we shop in Belize
Young Gunna hot like four hundred degrees
Margiela tag, that's four hundred the tee
I didn't pop the tag, so the price you can see
Rolls Royce carpet protecting your knees
I think I done got a fetish for C's
f*cking like dogs, she suck it with ease
I don't want no germs, don't give me no fleas
Landing on Earth, I'm smoking the leaves
Let me know the word, on that vintage Celine
Don't know what you heard but it's creme de la creme
Flew to U.K. and flew back with Celine
[Chorus: Future]
All my b*tch rocking is vintage Celine
All my b*tch rocking is vintage Celine
All my b*tch rocking is vintage Celine
All my b*tch rocking (All my b*tch rocking)
All my b*tch rocking is vintage Celine
All my b*tch rocking is vintage Celine
All my b*tch rocking is vintage Celine
All my b*tch rocking (Yeah)

[Outro: Future]
All my b*tch rocking is vintage Celine
All my b*tch rocking is vintage Celine
All my b*tch rocking is vintage Celine
All my b*tch rocking (Yeah)
All my b*tch rocking is vintage Celine
All my b*tch rocking is vintage Celine
All my b*tch rocking is vintage Celine
All my b*tch rocking (Yeah)