on my way to nordstroms

Lyrics

i just pulled up to the nordy's, gave the key to the valet and i'm on my way, my bitch look asian but she speaking spanish, she can't be lazy cause i'm too demanding, i been high so long i don't know where i'm landing, if you ask my play, i plan to take it off the planet, i've been, managing millions, and vanishing women, expanding expenses, damaging feelings, it's one hell of addiction, refill my prescription, renew your subscription, to watch how i'm living, i got the gift that keep giving, i hear the snakes when they hissing, i put designer on all of my bitches, i ain't doing no pretending this is me until the ending, from bitches i was sending to the transactions pending, i was bending rules cause i was looking for a break through, could break down or break loose, its clear like some grey goose, i just pulled up to the nordy's, gave the key to the valet and i'm on my way, on my way, yeah, i'm on my way, on my way, getting rich off the wrist flick, swipe it, and you know the credit cards hit, you know what, i'm taking this back, you gotta earn this, i ain't really keeping these bag's, i'm going to return shit, i'm like john cena, you can't see me in buscemi, she wanna rub on me but bitch i'm not a genie, unbelievable, make miracles please believe me, i'm not a god, i'm just god like when you see me, bitch, need some lasik, can't you see these waves pacific, atlantis, icelandic, titanic, i'm dippin', god dammit, get some velcro or something you trippin', i'm a scammer but i'm still pimping, i just might burn this, i can't have no proof for the feds, they gonna look under a nigga bed, they gon probably come for my head, they gon wanna see a nigga dead cause i'm ballin', i just pulled up to the nordy's, gave the key to the valet and i'm on my way, on my way, yeah, i'm on my way, on my way, getting rich off the wrist flick, swipe it, and you know the credit cards hit, you know what, i'm taking this back, you gotta earn this, i ain't really keeping these bag's, i'm going to return shit, yeah, look, check this out mama, you already know the raf simons raven, only majestically balloons down, into the presence of his self, who is the ferragamo falcon, and i'm looking for the buscemi bank butter biscuit, i can only cascade from the roof like a givenchy glitter glisten, i just pulled up to the nordy's, gave the key to the valet and i'm on my way, on my way, yeah, i'm on my way, on my way, getting rich off the wrist flick, swipe it, and you know the credit cards hit, you know what, i'm taking this back, you gotta earn this, i ain't really keeping these bag's, i'm going to return shit