Yung Boy & Yung Rich SwizZle - Luxury lyrics

[Hook] Aye I got Cartier towels on my towel rack I got Balenciaga socks on my feet I got some Margiela on my dick Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Aye, aye, aye, aye, yeah, luxury [Verse 1] Yeah, my plastic bag all full of Cartier Me and Yung Rich SwizZle just f**ing bought a j**elry store We finna buy your house if you f**ing with us Yeah we pop some b**hes We load it up, yeah we put that sh** in the back of the truck Yeah, I just don't give a f**, running it up, yeah b**h what up, hey Yung SwizZle got a four-four Even though I told him not to bring a four-four Couple b**hes wanna make some Washingtons So I had to show them that mouth like a dentist And I pull out the yopper and I go like "f** with me" And I pull out my strap cause I think you can't f** with me Yeah, my Cartier watch lit the room up Yeah, I'm inside your b**h like a tumor Yee, f** cancer, word to Boosie Your b**h off the brews and now I'm f**ing her too [Hook] [Verse 2: Yung SwizZle] Got Bathing Ape on my wrist f** your b**h, I don't give a sh** Smoking marijuana with the kush cloud Breathing in my second hand, kush cloud Check my instagram page out now Got 5k followers on that sh** now Finally famous up in this motherf**er With some Margiela on my wrist Gold, gold, chain, chain, bang, bang, cane, cane, cane, cane, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang Yeah, yeah, Future is my friend, we smoke together Snoop Dogg in the back while we roll together Got some f**ing diamonds in my chain yeah Got a metronome in the studio Got a Keurig sh** for a coffee It's got some f**ing milk in it We don't f** with the black sh** It taste like too much garbage [Hook]