glee - fashionist lyrics
[intro: fashionist]
yo, yo
[verse 1: fashionist]
hop out the car, straight workin’ the p
try slimin’ the rest, they ain’t slimin’ me
get past the jakes, we cross tracks
tryin’ to go on a run, walk down with the beam
i’m catchin’ plays, i’m catchin’ vics, i’m in that ride, with 10 milli’
too militant up in this b*tch, i hop out car— (f*ck, yo)
i hop out car, put belt to spleen
ain’t smokin’ cigs, i’m smokin’ p*ss, this cali za feel like a dream
he tryin’ to diss, bruh, up the switch, i know you cap, ain’t spankin’ glee, yo’ (b*tch)
i’m in the 6ix, with lil’ leaf, he tryin’ to take me to the v
straight a student, f*ck a quiz, hop out and then i catch a b
p*ssy boy be on my d*ck, because you can not drag like me
how is that your soulmate, i’m the one who she admiring, yo’ (uh)
[verse 2: fashionist]
what, i’m off them drugs b*tch, tiring
you need to catch a hat, hire me, cause b*tch, there ain’t no higher mе
i said f*ck the label, cause lil’ b*tch, thеy ain’t even signing me
that’s that lil’ ho’ on my d*ck, cause, yeah, that b*tch she ridin’ me
my brother pour up the six, you know the purple, all i drink
i was on all up on a opp block, they ain’t even slimin’ me
i had to hop out the v, just checkin’ if they surprising me
yeah, really got so much guap, i hit the lottery
all black truck, you ain’t seeing this, like, b*tch, you ain’t even spotting me, oh
like, b*tch, why you eyeing me, f*ck
[verse 3: leafuh]
g19 came with the 30 round clip, i’m in that penthouse just like jessie
p*ssy boy, yo ass a b*tch, i—i been kicking sh*t like messi, tryin’ to stay out the mix
and this sh*t, really get messy, cause i came up out the bricks
a—and this sh*t, really get messy, cause i came up out the bricks
i—i ain’t worried about no hoe, i smoke this dro, and go to sleep
if he dissin’ on the men, i let sh*t sing like jodeci
choppa go, buh*buh, put a p*ssy boy to sleep
got these bands up in my jeans, and i got this ho’ necking me
i told that b*tch “stop texting me wen u be off da xtc”
every time i come through in that ride they be like “who is he?”
p*ssy boy, stay off my d*ck, i got yo’ rent up on my tee
and the whip at 5%, got gen5 and a g19
i’m tryin’ to put on for my team, i’m tryin’ to put on my city
f*ck the animosity, lil’ p*ssy boy, come right to me
we gon’ send him to the gates, lil’ b*tch, yeah, just like rock lee
i was posted up with gates, like, why the jakes tryin’ to box me
i had to get up out of there, i see a opp, start spankin’ glee
and i’m pullin’ on her hair, that’s every time she topping me
ain’t n0body topping me, lil’ leaf stay up in the lead
put a p*ssy boy on fox 5, his ass get delete
show you how to get a knot tied, with yo’ f*ckin’ feet
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