Fashion (feat. Rich The Kid)

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I'm sippin' on juice, smokin' that pack, yeah
 Hop out a coupe, step in the Loubs, check out my fashion
 I was just tryna be cool, diamonds attackin'
 I get me a check, don't know how to act, ah
 I get the bag, ah, like the North Face
 I get the cash now, she givin' more face
 These niggas mad, haha, I'm gettin' more cake
 Ain't goin' out sad, nah, nah, nah
 AP for the timing, know they hate me, how I'm shinin'
 Know they see the money pilin', and my roof gone, gotta find it
 Signed up, change the climate, ah
 She fell in love with the diamonds
 I had to get it on my own
 Come get your shorty, she be wildin'
 And I had to, change the number to my phone
 Then it's right back to the thousands
 Big racks, boy, you don't know nothin' 'bout it
 Gotta flex up on these niggas 'cause they doubtin'
 I've been ballin' on these niggas so they foulin'
 She gon' do it with no hands, she got talent
 I'm sippin' on juice, smokin' that pack, yeah
 Hop out a coupe, step in the Loubs, check out my fashion
 I was just tryna be cool, diamonds attackin'
 I get me a check, don't know how to act, ah
 I get the bag, ah, like the North Face
 I get the cash now, she givin' more face
 These niggas mad, haha, I'm gettin' more cake
 Ain't going out sad, nah, nah, nah
 YSL tag, big Prada bag
 Quarter mil' cash, I was down bad
 Bring your friends, we could fuck, I don't do dates
 Fifty thousand on a lawyer for a court case
 I'm actually ballin', fuck her one time, think I'm actually callin'
 These niggas is salty
 I came from the bottom, designer all on me
 Who knew this would happen
 From trappin' to rappin', but now I'm in fashion
 The finest of fabrics
 Too many bands, they doin' gymnastics
 Hop out the coupe
 My young niggas might shoot out the roof
 I got the juice
 They was hatin', I was playing it cool
 Damn, I said I won't miss you
 I'm in love with the money, I can't kiss you (Rich)
 I'm sippin' on juice, smokin' that pack, yeah
 Hop out a coupe, step in the Loubs, check out my fashion
 I was just tryna be cool, diamonds attackin'
 I get me a check, don't know how to act, ah
 I get the bag, ah, like the North Face
 I get the cash now, she givin' more face
 These niggas mad, haha, I'm gettin' more cake
 Ain't going out sad, nah, nah, nah
 
 I'm sippin' on juice, smokin' that pack, yeah
 Hop out a coupe, step in the Loubs, check out my fashion
 I was just tryna be cool, diamonds attackin'
 I get me a check, don't know how to act, ah
 I get the bag, ah, like the North Face
 I get the cash now, she givin' more face
 These niggas mad, haha, I'm gettin' more cake
 Ain't goin' out sad, nah, nah, nah
 AP for the timing, know they hate me, how I'm shinin'
 Know they see the money pilin', and my roof gone, gotta find it
 Signed up, change the climate, ah
 She fell in love with the diamonds
 I had to get it on my own
 Come get your shorty, she be wildin'
 And I had to, change the number to my phone
 Then it's right back to the thousands
 Big racks, boy, you don't know nothin' 'bout it
 Gotta flex up on these niggas 'cause they doubtin'
 I've been ballin' on these niggas so they foulin'
 She gon' do it with no hands, she got talent
 I'm sippin' on juice, smokin' that pack, yeah
 Hop out a coupe, step in the Loubs, check out my fashion
 I was just tryna be cool, diamonds attackin'
 I get me a check, don't know how to act, ah
 I get the bag, ah, like the North Face
 I get the cash now, she givin' more face
 These niggas mad, haha, I'm gettin' more cake
 Ain't going out sad, nah, nah, nah
 YSL tag, big Prada bag
 Quarter mil' cash, I was down bad
 Bring your friends, we could fuck, I don't do dates
 Fifty thousand on a lawyer for a court case
 I'm actually ballin', fuck her one time, think I'm actually callin'
 These niggas is salty
 I came from the bottom, designer all on me
 Who knew this would happen
 From trappin' to rappin', but now I'm in fashion
 The finest of fabrics
 Too many bands, they doin' gymnastics
 Hop out the coupe
 My young niggas might shoot out the roof
 I got the juice
 They was hatin', I was playing it cool
 Damn, I said I won't miss you
 I'm in love with the money, I can't kiss you (Rich)
 I'm sippin' on juice, smokin' that pack, yeah
 Hop out a coupe, step in the Loubs, check out my fashion
 I was just tryna be cool, diamonds attackin'
 I get me a check, don't know how to act, ah
 I get the bag, ah, like the North Face
 I get the cash now, she givin' more face
 These niggas mad, haha, I'm gettin' more cake
 Ain't going out sad, nah, nah, nah
 

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