Cs3hneider - Fashion Week lyrics

(Chorus 1) We was in Bottega Veneta and we sliding (sliding, sliding) Pull up, fashion week, Undercover how i'm styling (styling, styling) Pull up with some shades, and a b*tch, that's my bride in (Oh my god, Oh my god, Oh my god) We was in Bottega Veneta and we sliding (Oh my god, Oh my god, Oh my god, Oh my god, Oh my god) Verse 1 Pull up in the coupe, drop the roof, and we riding Drive up in the mountains like we up in fu*king Iceland You was playing games, now you done with all that lying Showing love when i got that guap, that sh*t it got me dying We was in Ohio now we, out the country We was on a flight, with some roses, it felt lovely Stepping in them puddles of that red, it was bloody When i'm alone, i cry all night because i worry about my money Pre Chorus Yeah, Yeah, i need my money Yeah, Yeah, i need you honey Counting up my, hunnids Ahh (Chorus 2) We was in Bottega Veneta and we sliding (sliding, sliding) Pull up, fashion week, Undercover how i'm styling (styling, styling) Ahh, Ahh Pull up with some shades, and a b*tch, that's my bride in Outro We was in Bottega Veneta and we sliding We was in that Craig Green Baby you dont love me b*tch love me For the money For the money For you For the green