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fashion killa
by freekevv
Hook
Like, what the fuck, yuh
I’m on some fly shit
And I’m so high, bitch
I’m finna die lit
Like, let’s get high, bitch
Fuckin’ shit up
Fuck the club up
Fuck the club up
Fuck the club up
Fuck the club up
And I ain’t even text her back, make her beg to be noticed, yuh
And I ain’t even text her back, make her beg to be noticed, yuh
Verse 1
5K on the jeans, yeah
How much the kicks cost?
Diamonds on my neck, yeah
And on my wristwatch
Bae, let’s take it slow, yeah
She got me pissed off
Off thе fuckin’ kush, now I’m paranoid
Verse 2
I told her, "Get lost"
I told her, "Gеt lost"
Like, you a fashion killa, baby, and I don’t need this shit, nah
And if it went down
Like, if it went down
It finna go down
It finna go down, uh
Yeah, I stay flexin’
And the ho won’t text me back, but I ain’t stressin’
And I’m countin’ money up, it never go down
Pourin’ four up in the whip, yeah, we ridin’ ’round town now, ya, uh
Verse 3
When I was down, you wasn’t there
Stop the lyin’ shit, like, bitch, you know you never fuckin’ cared
I don’t give a fuck ’bout bitches, never spend bag on a ho
Did that shit all by myself, I would never sell my soul, no, ya, uh
Ridin’ ‘round presidential
Bitch so fucked up in the mental
Why that boy so sentimental? Nah
Bad bitches love my swag, that’s why I keep it up
And I don’t trust no one around me, so I keep one tucked, yuh
Bridge
Bitch, I got it if you want it
Yeah, I got it if you want it, yeah
Y-yeah, I got it if you want it
Yeah, I got it if you want it
Y-yeah, I got it if you want it, yuh
Hook
Like, what the fuck, yuh
I’m on some fly shit
And I’m so high, bitch
I’m finna die lit
Like, let’s get high, bitch
Fuckin’ shit up
Fuck the club up
Fuck the club up
Fuck the club up
Fuck the club up
And I ain’t even text her back, make her beg to be noticed, yuh
I ain’t even text her back, make her beg to be noticed, yuh