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Ian Trap - Hermes Sheets Lyrics

(Ha-ha-ha)
(Hermès bedsheets, I'm 'bout to get the—, get the—)
(It's nothin' flashy, spent a hundred—, hundred—)

Huh, Hermès bedsheets, I'm 'bout to get the best sleep
I get it fastly, they just can't understand it
It's nothin' flashy, spent a hundred bands on 'em (Huh)
He runnin' past E, I got a full tank on
Exotic coupe, I just took the brains out
Them fake Ricks, I couldn't walk a damn mile
I need my space, I just buy a second house
Not sayin' shit, still gon' run that damn mouth

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

Huh, Hermès bedsheets, I'm 'bout to get the best sleep
I get it fastly, they just can't understand it
It's-it's nothin' flashy, spent a hundred bands on 'em (Huh)
He runnin' past E, I got a full tank on
Exotic coupe, I just took the brains out
Them fake Ricks, I couldn't walk a damn mile
I need my space, I just buy a second house
Not sayin' shit, still gon' run that damn mouth

Huh, go ahead and keep yo' 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 stayin' 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 (Yeah)
Very important, I'm in the store sippin' on sparklin' water, huh
Ridin' 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 get it fastly, they just can't understand it
It's nothin' flashy, spent a hundred bands on 'em
He runnin' past E, I got a full tank on (Yeah)
Exotic coupe, I just took the brains out
Them fake Ricks, I couldn't walk a damn mile
I need my space, I just buy a second house
Not sayin' shit, still gon' run that damn mouth