Self-Obsessed (feat. Krept & Konan, D-Block Europe & Deno)

Eight

(Beatfreakz)

Eight in the palm, self-obsessed

Now she wants some more, legs open

Took her to Dior

Should've went A Jewellers, get your diamonds pure

Says she wanna fuck a drug dealer

Selling crack but I smoke reefer, yeah

Playing chess on my Louis V Concorde

Baby, we might fuck but I don't need ya

I keep thinkin' 'bout the pussy just before I crash the Porsche

I'ma eat that pussy, baby, you ain't gotta talk

If you want that bag, baby, suck my dick before I spend too much bands in Dior

With the AP plaine cost me 30K

Girl, I hate when our love's feeling strange

Paid cash for the car, that's the Range

If I ever said I love you then I think I've gone insane

Yeah, **** ran off with some grub, you better run it back

Long story short, made the boy do the Running Man

Huh, made très paper, three litres of blood, shopped it for a couple grand

Told her that I don't even get high

Shoulda saw her face when I crushed a Xan

CC head to toe, I'm fly

Every bitch wanna fuck a man

Eight in the palm, self-obsessed

Now she wants some more, legs open

Took her to Dior

Should've went A Jewellers, get your diamonds pure

Says she wanna fuck a drug dealer

Selling crack but I smoke reefer, yeah

Playing chess on my Louis V. Concorde

Baby, we might fuck but I don't need ya

Gave her good dick, now she well glad

Beat the pussy up, that's a health haz'

West End shopping in Chanel

Fuck me right, I'll get you the Chanel bag

Bonjour, comin' on contour

True, true, see the view on the top floor

In Dior, in Dior like I'm sponsored

Mmm-mmm, can I get an encore?

Tall gyal laugh and take heels off

Bare squats but your bum still soft

Netflix and chill, but we never chill

Looks like Zara, but it's seven bills

Dolce Gabbana

Where'd she get her weave? Alibaba?

Where she wanna eat? Benihana

Good gyal, but she got her eyes on banana

Eight in the palm, self-obsessed

Now she wants some more, legs open

Took her to Dior

Should've went A Jewellers, get your diamonds pure

Says she wanna fuck a drug dealer

Selling crack but I smoke reefer, yeah

Playing chess on my Louis V. Concorde

Baby, we might fuck but I don't need ya

Says she wanna F a drug dealer

But, baby, I wasn't raised in the trap

If that's what you want 'cause you know that money long

Just know that I got it like that

Bro was in the bando, I was in the booth

With the same guys, we burning the same zoot

I was in the studio, grafting, not the T-house

So how could I be at a freak's house?

Eight in the palm, self-obsessed

Now she wants some more, legs open

Took her to Dior

Should've went A Jewellers, get your diamonds pure

Says she wanna fuck a drug dealer

Selling crack but I smoke reefer, yeah

Playing chess on my Louis V. Concorde

Baby, we might fuck but I don't need ya

(Beatfreakz)