style

I like your style So flashy Catch you staring at me When you smile So catchy Love when you staring at me I like your style, yeah I like your style, yeah Yeah, yeah Stashin' a photo on the road It holds up Girlies fanning out, tryna ask me for a photo If you're tryna get a feature, it's a couple over I got him stressin' Make him turn it over Oh shit At the party Solo hoes comin' over Pick her out Got her feeling lucky like a four-leaf clover In and out Girl, I can't stay and fuckin' hold ya But I could put you in Celine, not Fashion Nova On empty, I had to fill it up Haters mad, crying like a baby, need a sippy cup I know that I'm making it look easy Never said it was (yup) I'm excited, exclamation and a couple ones Hot boys, everybody wanna be us See ya Take care, wouldn't wanna be ya Oh, man Khalo on my phone, Frida Had to show 'em what we on just so that they would believe us, ay Seeing pennies on the street, I gotta pick up Good luck, give me everything that I been needing If I'm greedy, tryna keep it Take it from me, I'ma fiend it, ay Good girls always keep it secret, ay I like your style So flashy Catch you staring at me When you smile So catchy Love when you staring at me Like your style, yeah I like your style, yeah (ay, ay, ay, ay, ay) Yeah, yeah