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lirik lagu fashionist - #fuckyalungsup

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[pre~chorus]
b~tch
yeah, yeah, f~ck
shout out my brother, keep flippin’ that pack
play with a n~gga, he gettin’ you whacked (pop~pop)
pop out in london get a n~gga shanked
i’m wit’ my brother gettin’ to that bag (shut the f~ck up, n~gga)

[chorus]
that n~gga ryuin tried to run up on me
we left a fat n~gga in the street
we put a f~ck n~gga in the sheets
why these n~ggas f~ckin’ playing with me
f~ck you, f~ck them, n~gga, hate on me
this n~gga so gay, why he bouncin’ on meat
i could never hang with no lame ass n~gga
should of saw n~gga been talkin’ on me
b~tch ass boy been walkin’ on me
and i got rick owens all on my tee
n~ggas so mad they all tryn’ eat (ry~)
ryuin mad, he just tryn’ feast
i count my check, make money, repeat
you a lil’ sad, you can’t even see
n~ggas want war, yeah, they want beef
n~ggas want war, yeah~ (sh~t)
[verse 1]
pull up wit’ chops, n~gga got that ‘k
ryuin got pole, but he gay
ryuin got pole, but he ain’t got sh~t
n~gga that’s yo’ dad’s stick
every picture, i see yo’ fat ass lips
run from the cops, man i’m dashin’ it
b~tch, i don’t need to be passionate
got a b~tch, that call me fashionist
yo’ hoe on me, b~tch, i’m smashin’ it
i count the racks, b~tch, i’m bagging it
i count the racks, b~tch, i’m~ (aye)

[verse 2]
two hoes, like, two guns
smoke gas, f~ck yo’ lungs up
i been, motherf~ckin’ balling, on these n~ggas, they suck
both hoes, hit my phone, callin’, i’m just tryn’ see us f~ck
all these n~ggas think they is, you not, better, out of luck
watch out, you gettin’ baited, b~tch boy, finna’ get slumped
talk sh~t, you get caught up (run up, run up, run up, run up)

[verse 3]
run up, you get f~cked up, ryu’ a lil’ ass twink
i smoke, premium stuff, talk sh~t, you getting jumped
b~tch i~ b~tch i do (i’m like)
what’s the move
i’m like what you sayin?
glock 19 tucked on the waistband
n~ggas talk sh~t, want me act cool
hop out the van, i’m sprayin’
hit that hoe, real quick
n~ggas be talkin’ no debating
[pre~chorus]
b~tch
yeah, yeah, f~ck
shout out my brother, keep flippin’ that pack
play with a n~gga, he gettin’ you wacked (pop~pop)
pop out in london get a n~gga shanked
i’m wit’ my brother gettin’ to that bag (shut the f~ck up, n~gga)

[chorus]
that n~gga ryuin tried to run up on me
we left a fat n~gga in the street
we put a f~ck n~gga in the sheets
why these n~ggas f~ckin’ playing with me
f~ck you, f~ck them, n~gga, hate on me
this n~gga so gay, why he bouncin’ on meat
i could never hang with no lame ass n~gga
should of saw n~gga been talkin’ on me
b~tch ass boy been walkin’ on me
and i got rick owens all on my tee
n~ggas so mad they all tryn’ eat (ry~)
ryuin mad, he just tryn’ feast
i count my check, make money, repeat

[outro]
what, aye, b~tch
f~ck ryuin, n~gga


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