Hermes Sheets Songtext
von ian

(Ha-ha-ha)
(Hermès bedsheets, I′m 'bout to get the, get the)
(It′s nothing flashy, spent a hundred, hundred)
Huh

Hermès bedsheets, I'm 'bout to get the best sleep (I′m ′bout to get the, get the)
I get it fastly, they just can't understand it (just can′t understand it)
It's nothing flashy, spent a hundred bands on ′em
He running past E, I got a full tank on (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Exotic coupe, I just took the brains out (I just took the brain rack)
Them fake Ricks, I couldn't walk a damn mile
I need my space, I just buy a second house (I just buy ′em, damn)
Not saying shit, still gon' run that damn mouth


We too far apart right now and it's starting to feel too real
He touch my guy, we Mortal Kombat finish him
Just might be running outta time, but that′s okay
Sometimes you gotta close your eyes and hope for better
I-I-I might just lose my mind if I keep going, money sign
I′m probably gon' decline if I don′t see mill's, it′s gon' get hard
But I′m climbing up the mountain for you, bae
Show me a time before we found out what we probably could've had

Huh, Hermès bedsheets, I'm ′bout to get the best sleep (I′m 'bout to get the, get the)
I get it fastly, they just can′t understand it (just can't understand it)
It′s nothing flashy, spent a hundred bands on 'em
He running past E, I got a full tank on (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Exotic coupe, I just took the brains out (I just took the brain rack)
Them fake Ricks, I couldn′t walk a damn mile
I need my space, I just buy a second house (I just buy 'em, damn)
Not saying shit, still gon' run that damn mouth

Huh, go ahead and keep your comments, I′m fine without ′em
Whether you like it or not
I take a piece of yo' mind and find a way out
I am not staying the night
He wanna come ′round now, was countin' me out
He′ll never do that again
Been in that fit for three damn months
Look like the cat just dragged him in


Cayenne Porsche, throw it in sport, I almost lost my lunch
Very important, I'm in the store sippin′ on sparklin' water, huh
Riding the bench, tryna get in, he gotta beg his coach
This car got two damn seats, one for me, one for my bad lil' ho

Hermès bedsheets, I′m ′bout to get the best sleep (I'm ′bout to get the, get the)
I get it fastly, they just can't understand it (just can′t understand it)
It's nothing flashy, spent a hundred bands on ′em
He running past E, I got a full tank on (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Exotic coupe, I just took the brains out (I just took the brain rack)
Them fake Ricks, I couldn't walk a damn mile
I need my space, I just buy a second house (I just buy 'em, damn)
Not saying shit, still gon′ run that damn mouth