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Paroles
[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Woo
Ayy
[Chorus]
Audemars on my wrist, that's a moon on my arm (woo)
Pulled up to the valet, they already know the car (ayy)
Forty floors up, I can't even see the boulevard (yeah)
Spent a rack on the room, didn't sleep, hit the minibar (it's lit)
Audemars on my wrist, that's a moon on my arm
They keep callin' it a flex, I just call it the bar
[Verse 1]
Rolls pull up quiet, but the entrance always loud (skrrt)
Concierge know my name, never told 'em, I'm surprised (straight up)
Twenty-two in Paris, hotel Costes, no disguise
Ordered off the menu ain't nobody seen with eyes
Jeweler flew from Antwerp just to size me for a chain (oh my God)
Fourteen carats cloudy, that's a winter in the rain
Stylist pulled a Bottega, wasn't even my campaign
Got a room in the Mandarin, left before the mornin' came (yeah)
She thought I was regular, I let the luggage tag explain
Thirty-seven pieces just to board a private plane (woo)
Pilot textin' me like we got history and pain
I don't answer unknown numbers, that include Champagne (ayy)
[Chorus]
Audemars on my wrist, that's a moon on my arm (woo)
Pulled up to the valet, they already know the car (ayy)
Forty floors up, I can't even see the boulevard (yeah)
Spent a rack on the room, didn't sleep, hit the minibar (it's lit)
Audemars on my wrist, that's a moon on my arm
They keep callin' it a flex, I just call it the bar
[Verse 2]
Penthouse got a kitchen, never cooked a meal in there (nah)
Custom Dior fitted, walked the lobby in the air
Concorde vibes, moved too fast for anybody near (woo)
Dropped a quarter mil on marble, now the bathroom got a prayer
Richard Mille sittin' crooked on a Tuesday, that's the fear (ayy)
Dinner at Nobu Malibu, left a hundred for the chair
Not the bill — the chair (straight up)
[Outro]
Yeah
Woo, woo
Audemars, Audemars
Ayy, it's lit
Forty floors, can't see nothin'
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Woo
Ayy
[Chorus]
Audemars on my wrist, that's a moon on my arm (woo)
Pulled up to the valet, they already know the car (ayy)
Forty floors up, I can't even see the boulevard (yeah)
Spent a rack on the room, didn't sleep, hit the minibar (it's lit)
Audemars on my wrist, that's a moon on my arm
They keep callin' it a flex, I just call it the bar
[Verse 1]
Rolls pull up quiet, but the entrance always loud (skrrt)
Concierge know my name, never told 'em, I'm surprised (straight up)
Twenty-two in Paris, hotel Costes, no disguise
Ordered off the menu ain't nobody seen with eyes
Jeweler flew from Antwerp just to size me for a chain (oh my God)
Fourteen carats cloudy, that's a winter in the rain
Stylist pulled a Bottega, wasn't even my campaign
Got a room in the Mandarin, left before the mornin' came (yeah)
She thought I was regular, I let the luggage tag explain
Thirty-seven pieces just to board a private plane (woo)
Pilot textin' me like we got history and pain
I don't answer unknown numbers, that include Champagne (ayy)
[Chorus]
Audemars on my wrist, that's a moon on my arm (woo)
Pulled up to the valet, they already know the car (ayy)
Forty floors up, I can't even see the boulevard (yeah)
Spent a rack on the room, didn't sleep, hit the minibar (it's lit)
Audemars on my wrist, that's a moon on my arm
They keep callin' it a flex, I just call it the bar
[Verse 2]
Penthouse got a kitchen, never cooked a meal in there (nah)
Custom Dior fitted, walked the lobby in the air
Concorde vibes, moved too fast for anybody near (woo)
Dropped a quarter mil on marble, now the bathroom got a prayer
Richard Mille sittin' crooked on a Tuesday, that's the fear (ayy)
Dinner at Nobu Malibu, left a hundred for the chair
Not the bill — the chair (straight up)
[Outro]
Yeah
Woo, woo
Audemars, Audemars
Ayy, it's lit
Forty floors, can't see nothin'
Yeah
Style de musique
Dark rage trap beat with ultra-distorted 808s, huge vibrating sub bass, hypnotic synth loops, eerie ambient background textures, minimal but aggressive melodies, chaotic energy, hard clipping mix,
