Coi Leray premieres visuals “Isabel Marant” (+Lyrics)

Coi Leray premieres the official music video for the new “Isabel Marant” track produced by Rocket Boy & Mothking64. The piece is off the new EP tagged Blue Moon. Listen, stream, read the lyrics, buy the song, mp3 download.

Rising artist Coi Leray has unveiled the official music video for her latest track “Isabel Marant,” taken from her newly released EP titled “Blue Moon.” The song, produced by Rocket Boy & Mothking64, showcases Coi Leray’s distinctive style and artistry.

In the music video for “Isabel Marant,” Coi Leray’s vibrant energy and unique fashion sense take center stage. The visuals complement the song’s catchy beats and confident lyrics, creating a dynamic and engaging experience for viewers. Coi Leray’s performance in the video reflects her self-assured attitude and creative vision.

“Isabel Marant” is a testament to Coi Leray’s ability to blend different musical influences while maintaining her own unique sound. The song’s fusion of hip-hop and pop elements, coupled with Coi Leray’s distinct vocal delivery, results in an infectious and memorable track.

With the release of her EP “Blue Moon,” Coi Leray continues to make waves in the music industry, showcasing her versatility and knack for creating music that resonates with a wide audience. The music video for “Isabel Marant” adds an exciting visual dimension to her music, further solidifying her presence as a rising star in the contemporary music scene.

Coi Leray – Isabel Marant (prod. Rocket Boy & Mothking64)

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30 August 2023
5 Songs, 11 minutes
℗ 2023 Uptown Records, a division of Republic Records and UMG Recordings, Inc.

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Lyrics

[Intro]
(Rocket Boy)

[Verse]
Yeah I’m on they ass (Yeah)
Hop up out that couch and roll up latto out the bank (Bank, let’s go)
I don’t need a stylist, they can’t fuck with Coi Leray (Yeah, yeah)
Tried to count me out, and now I’m big as Trippie Redd (Yeah, Red, Red)
Woo, I hope I don’t crash (Yeah, crash)
Scrapin’ up the rim up on that sidewalk, ride it fast (Let’s go)
I can’t wait to pour up and cook up, up in that lab
This that brand new ring, Denim Tears, LV tags
This that brand new ring, Denim Tears, LV tags (Yeah)
I don’t know nothin’, no time for these bitches I don’t know (Yeah)
Just Prada bag, I’ma prop these Tiffanys, Nike, step right on these bozos (Yeah)
Got a undercover vest, cost me bout three racks and they don’t know (Yeah)
YSL drip on they jet, they fly me direct and put me in front row
Ooh, yeah
Yeah, my diamonds big like a wrestler (Like a wrestler, yeah)
I put Forgiattos on my ten slow (Oh-oh-oh)
We can go to sleep in Margiela (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bitch, I got that— on my dresser (Uh)
Bitch, I’m really rich, got my check-up (And, I’m rich, and I’m—, and I’m—)
Yeah, my socks is Kapital (Yeah)
Walk in Christian Dior with Kenzo lows, red carpet, I’m casual
Isabel Marant in Paris (Yeah, yeah, yeah)