Guapdad 4000 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'
(Tie your shoes bitch)
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