Nimar - Ignorant N' Elegant lyrics

[Intro: Chris Charles] [Verse 1: NIMAR] We gracefully step out the ride I tip the gentleman and we step inside They cloth our laps and serve the wine The atmosphere Is oh so commercial you don't know the difference Between how they think they living and actually living it Person-ally baby I see that your stuck on looking at me While our six course meal takes a seat While we eat chef is waiting just to see How it be Pardon me I say "Bonjour Joel Robuchon comment ça va? Merci" Then we take a box to go baby take a box to go Then I take you to my home and I s** you nice and slow Then I Let you get ready And you Can take your time When you Step out the bathroom You look oh my oh my Cuz we are heading out Cuz it's one of those nights And it's a bout that time Cuz we about that life [Bridge: NIMAR] Don't give a f** where we going We know we bout it bout Turn up yeah we wild as f** You know we bout it bout it You see us go and tell your friends They know we bout it bout it Ignorant and elegant I know we bout it bout [Hook: NIMAR] (Damn we just hold it down Damn we just turned it out Damn what you talking bout Elegant is talking now) x2 [Switch Up: NIMAR] Time to take this tux off Cuffs off, New sauce Change into my Long tee leather shorts gucci frames and tiger socks Ignorant N' elegant I do this sh** you shouldn't talk [Verse 2: NIMAR] So shut f** up unless You a b**h wit an accent Cuz I'm ariba oh yes (Yallah) Come sit with me We up in here were all you see Where it cost 10 grand just to take a seat And we sitting cross legged popping bottles like it's nada Bring a b**h to the room make her call me baba (And) Here I go in with the triplet I'm ripping new a**holes For nimars who don't never get it I'm winning and sinning I'm rapping and singing I'm trapping we acting like we got no feelings Numb from the liquor Some for the b**hes I'm looking to the future of getting money I'm itching 10 digits in my pension Gucci frames is my vision Arrogant arrogant my arrogance is so Evident and excellent this crazy sh** Might have to call on my therapist I'm wearing sh** that still real That HBA that been trill That loco motive that night train on my James Brown yeah im insane [Bridge: NIMAR] [Hook: NIMAR] [Verse 3: NIMAR] We live Bugatti fast Watching the hours pa** Testing the hourgla** Forgetting our past Forgetting what had happen Juss the prior night With the tits and a** In the photographs But the photographs Are the highlights Of the high life And the lime light We blowing up And we pouring up Get your Time right and your mind right Better pour some more In the cup Of that golden river That In-the-cut That brown drink That loud drink That 308 That live it up That king sh** That crown drink Wearing Jerry Lorenzo bu*ton down And some f**ing 424 sneaker crowns And f** you if you f**ing down I'll take your friends and we'll paint the town I'll tuck her down and she'll s** me up And she'll smoke an eighth and I'll tilt my cup And I'll say my grace and cum on her face And I'll watch her leave her friend take her place Like oh lord I'm sorry I "came" then the guilt came Won't you please just forgive me a young Sinner playing his game Never thought id be wearing no pinky rings But when you the sh** you do stinky things (Shmell?) But for now it don't sit well So imma keep sh**ting hoping that I get well [Bridge: NIMAR] [Hook: NIMAR] [Outro]