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stylin - xayna lyrics

[intro]
(tell me is you ridin’)
i love you mvtthww
chicago n*gga!
(tell me is you ridin’)
(tell me is you ridin’)
(tell me is you ridin’, tell me is you ridin’)

[chorus]
tell me is you ridin’
now these boy not slidin’
boy i’m on that slime sh*t
hunnid’ bands a outfit, that vv sh*t that shinnin’
“xay i love your style” b*tch, sh*t i don’t need no stylist
me and this hoe vibin’, my new b*tch on my timin’
i tired of these hoes lies ‘n sh*t, cause she gon’ say i’m wilin’
i be rocking fly sh*t, that prada sh*t i’m stylin’
i might fly private, gon’ touch down on that island

[verse]
this hoe get a band, this hoe [?] new
these boys get one band, nah b*tch i got two
i’mma slide that sh*t, put him on the news
[?] we gеt bands, and i know i’m cool
bro just hit my phone, he’ll say “what’s the movе?”
i coulda’ f*cked your hoe but i wasn’t in that mood
[?] be fake, and i keep it true
all they boy be fake, he gon’ say “you too”
mvtthww

b*tch i keep it cool
i drop ten bands on my shoe
he gon’ shoot when i say “shoot”
why these [?] hoes
i don’t like that sh*t they do
i got [?]
i might buy that brand new coupe
i be scammin’, trap, finessin’, i’mma count these blue
what’s that doin’ all that flexin’, all my bro gon’ shoot
i gon’ pop this sh*t like hendricks, can’t see what i do
why this hoe wan’ hit my mentions, she wanna f*ck my crew

- xayna lyrics

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