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Lời bài hát: Fashion Week (Feat. Aj Tracey & Mostack)

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Still Angles, The Elements ***, ***, look, she smell like East Sailor Run My gums look from Italy, I feel like the Don Paris Fashion Week, I'm watchin' Louis Vuitton Saw her favourite rapper, listen, now she feelin' my song But everything she do is for the media I might duck you for your bridge and I don't need ya Your ex was always tryna follow, I'ma lead ya Her body tight, she lookin' hot, I'm black and fever Got me lookin' eager I only trust girls on days that don't end with a Y No ups, Y, you can never see trust Catch up, you can never keep up Wrist froze if it ever freeze up You know say we flex and we set, so we light, light You not see the money, man, it's like you turn blind, aye Ooh, five bags, that's a bad night Ooh, you gettin' money, now she like light *** her with the blindfold, she ugly like me She not say nothin', she just thought I was a freak You can get a crackin' when I see you on the streets Not like a nigga, you don't want beef You know that they do this for real, mama You know that I catch and they kill, mama You know that I'm feelin' your style, mama You know we got it locked for the whole summer She smell like East Sailor Run My guns are from Italy, I feel like the sun Paris Fashion Week, I'm watchin' Louis Vuitton So I say the rapper, listen, now she feelin' my song But everything she do is for the media I might duck you for your bridge and I don't need ya Your ex was always tryna follow, I'ma lead ya Her body touch, she lookin' hot up like a fever Got me lookin' eager Remy in my cup, got me seein' every painting twice And now I'm feelin' nice, no mixer, just ice Said I'm too cold, baby, that's the ice Free my niggas out of scrubs, doin' deals for the rice You're takin' pics, but we leave back the beef I'm a VIP for real with these stacks on me Tryna beef with you, I love, that's a catastrophe Cause we even came up out the mud like it's Glastonbury Fendi on my belt, match my pretty brown mist Summer Henny, super red, that's some expensive brown piss She said she wants tequila, but I ain't about this I don't really drink Patron when I ain't around mist And I hate makeup, that's your choice though Rest assured, you can't get up in this Royce though I'm uppin' all of my ups as far as points go Cause no one's coppin' what we're coppin' with this coin flow She smell like East Sailor on me My guns are from Italy, I fall like the sun Paris Fashion Week, I'm watchin' Louis Vuitton So her favorite rapper, listen, now she feelin' my song But everything she do is for the media I might duck you for your bridge and I don't need ya Your ex is always tryna follow where me lead ya Her body type, she lookin' hot up like a fever Got me lookin' eager She smell like East Sailor on me My guns are from Italy, I fall like the sun Paris Fashion Week, I'm watchin' Louis Vuitton So her favorite rapper, listen, now she feelin' my song But everything she do is for the media I might duck you for your bridge and I don't need ya Your ex is always tryna follow where me lead ya Her body type, she lookin' hot up like a fever Got me lookin' eager *

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