Prada Stompin E

Stomping My Pradas. Feel like Louis, yeah, I'm styling my Father. I want the racks, the commas, Ghost game, Rockefeller, I'm Sean Carter. These hoes see I'm getting the guala, so they Tryna line me up like a barber. I ain't tripping 'cause God is my armor. Money come back around like it's karma. Cartier glasses on me like I'm Arthur. I'm just telling my story, I feel like the Author. These niggas, they don't really want me to prosper. They mad that I'm taking off like helicopters. These niggas be selfish and so full of greed. I'm working like I got a family to feed. I just be working and working like I'm a Machine. They just keep lurking and lurking, they plotting They schemes. Stomping My Pradas. Feel like Louis, yeah, I'm styling my Father. I want the racks, the commas, Ghost game, Rockefeller, I'm Sean Carter. These hoes see I'm getting the guala, so they Tryna line me up like a barber. I ain't tripping 'cause God is my armor. Money come back around like it's karma.