No More

No more fashion nova
 She want Chanel now
 Gucci Loui dior
 Her shoes bottom red now
 She in the trap with me
 Told her bring the scale down
 Putting rubber bands over rubber bands
 After them cashouts
 No more fashion nova
 She want Chanel now
 Gucci Loui dior
 Her shoes bottom red now
 She in the trap with me
 Told her bring the scale down
 Putting rubber bands over rubber bands
 After them cashouts huh
 She telling me
 She telling me fendi me
 Fashion nova not helping me
 When she shop she sing the melody
 Gucci Dior Loui letter v
 Jump in the coupe with the letter B
 If she bird ima set her free
 Loyal to me what she better be
 Week after week ima add em up
 I aint loving the crew just baddest one
 The aroma different when the package come
 Right in her Chanel where I stash the gun
 Neiman Marcus Nordstrom
 Tom ford got her boasting
 Cashouts got her open
 Got her trapping now and she focuses huh
 Still let her do the walk-ins
 Man the work hitting like a marksmen
 I aint really really with the talking
 10 a day thats some calm shit
 my day to day got em nauseous
 Big stepper I aint jogging
 My hitter shoot if im nodding
 I love my bitch thats a goddess
 No more fashion nova
 She want Chanel now
 Gucci Loui dior
 Her shoes bottom red now
 She in the trap with me
 Told her bring the scale down
 Putting rubber bands over rubber bands
 After them cashouts
 No more fashion nova
 She want Chanel now
 Gucci Loui dior
 Her shoes bottom red now
 She in the trap with me
 Told her bring the scale down
 Putting rubber bands over rubber bands
 After them cashouts huh
 No more fashion nova
 Niggaz be saying they're up
 But the act is over
 I buss it down till the pack is over
 She giving brain in the back of rovers
 She wanna see how far a nigga range is
 But I peep the game kid
 She bussing it open for birkins
 But telling her boyfriend she working
 Like damn
 I keep a baddie thats with all the scams
 She gonna go nuts if im caught in a jam
 Pick up the grippy go blicka bam
 She tryna ride it like cc and ri ri so ima cc her on all of my plans
 Ima put cc's in all of her Hands
 She seen it AP now call it again shit
 I aint wit none of the bad vibes
 Lately the call me the bad guy
 Them bullets can go off the back fly yeah
 Im good with the mob I got mad ties
 Watered the wrist got it baptized
 Im fuckin ya bitch cause I'm that guy
 No more fashion nova
 She want Chanel now
 Gucci Loui dior
 Her shoes bottom red now
 She in the trap with me
 Told her bring the scale down
 Putting rubber bands over rubber bands
 After them cashouts
 No more fashion nova
 She want Chanel now
 Gucci Loui dior
 Her shoes bottom red now
 She in the trap with me
 Told her bring the scale down
 Putting rubber bands over rubber bands
 After them cashouts huh