I can see you walkin' with that Birkin bag you know you want it You're relaxed, all of your mind ain't open I wrote down a list of everything I need and you ain't on it You can't tell, I see right through Lost my mind, I need it back from you What's holdin' on? You're all that I knew And now the time we had is tickin' back The conversations lack, all the colors gonna fade to black You fight until the end of the night, alright You talk in spite of all the shit you ever did You run your mouth in regret, all that shit you ever said I can see you walkin' with that Birkin bag you know you want it Walk into the room and read the crowd like it's the perfect moment You're relaxed, all of your mind ain't open I wrote down a list of everything I need and you ain't on it I'm in the bed though, smokin' dope with my mouth closed I whip a clean green Porsche and a Murcielago I take a flight out to London, see myself And now I wear Chrome Hearts and I break a heart cause I'm heartbroken I'm in the upper echelon, I take a flight out to Milan I don't hit no mall, I shop at Prada Bitch, you got me fucked up, not my girl Call her Billie Jean, wanna be my world Yeah, I can feel her touch, I've been hit or rushed I can see you walkin' with that Birkin bag you know you want it Walk into the room and read the crowd like it's the perfect moment You're relaxed, all of your mind ain't open I wrote down a list of everything I need and I can see you walkin' with that Birkin bag you know you want it Walk into the room and read the crowd like it's the perfect moment Without back, you're relaxed, all of your mind ain't open I wrote down a list of everything I need and you ain't on it