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nyfw - giela (new york) lyrics

[intro]
(yo, i just came back from fashion week)
nah, fashion week was pretty fun, i love being at fashion week actually
i gotta start doing this sh*t more often

[chorus]
i tell her slide to new york, cause you know it’s fashion week
and i’m tryna show you the real masterpiece
she like, “giela you dropping a bag on me”
don’t check prices i’m dropping them tags on me, okay
i’m booted up, okay
i hit a blink, too high off of sleep
i sleep and record and then f*cking repeat
n*ggas want to be green, but they ain’t working like me
smoking loud so i can’t keep it down, tell them boys move around
i ain’t f*cking with most of these f*cking with giela, put him in the ground
he was talking that sh*t now ain’t making a sound
it’s a real good thing i hatеd college anyways
i would just roll up and skip broad day
i was making music with all of my homies
just playing gamеs

[verse]
okay, yeah i take the molly hoping it k!ll me
b*tch, i don’t know n0body, don’t care less your feelings
high up in the clouds, i been bracing the feeling
i’m already knowing what these n*ggas feeling
know there was a time they won’t f*cking with me
so i’m hiding my d*mn lottery ticket
these n*ggas around me won’t know that i get it
okay, yeah i love the molly
yeah, i love the bad b*tches, i love the parties
chrome hearts on my head, but ed hardy my body
you need to lock in or i make you restart it
i can’t love—, uh, i can’t love these b*tches no way
my life like 808s and heartbreak
need a kim kardash’ shoutout to kanye
i’ma take that back ’cause he been going cray*cray’
[bridge]
cray*cray
that n*gga crazy now
he—, he i don’t know
y’all—, y’all should pull up to fashion week though
c’mon pull up to fashion week
c’mon, we gotta go, let’s go, let’s go

[chorus]
i tell her slide to new york, cause you know it’s fashion week
and i’m tryna show you the real masterpiece
she like, “giela you dropping a bag on me”
don’t check prices i’m dropping them tags on me, okay
i’m booted up, okay
i hit a blink, too high off of sleep
i sleep and record and then f*cking repeat
n*ggas want to be green, but they ain’t working like me
smoking loud so i can’t keep it down, tell them boys move around
i ain’t f*cking with most of these f*cking with giela, put him in the ground
he was talking that sh*t now ain’t making a sound
it’s a real good thing i hated college anyways
i would just roll up and skip broad day
i was making music with all of my homies
just playing games

- giela new york lyrics

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