lirik lagu sayfalse, grioten & cairo! - high fvshion
[intro]
(ha~ha~ha~ha~ha~ha~ha~ha~ha~ha~ha~ha~ha~ha~ha~ha~ha~ha~ha!)
(sayfalse)
[hook: cairo!]
baby you can tell me little lies
i can be the way you want
please don’t talk to other guys
you can be my one of one
you’re an angel in disguise
if you need me, i am gone
i just need you by my side (by my side)
[chorus: grioten]
b~tch, you got me f~cked up
faded all night like a motherf~ckin’ dub
if you want to be my guest, better get the f~ck up
i don’t want to get attached, so i never f~ckin’ trust
got me looking like a clown, while you giving no f~cks, b~tch
like, why you actin’ like a target?
b~tch, you made mе shed tears thinkin‘ ‘bout you like a prophеt
if you acted like a saint, i could’ve gave you all you wanted
now, i’m rubbing off the paint ’cause i motherf~ckin’ lost it
[verse 1: cairo! & grioten]
i just got another check in (yeah)
i’m about to f~ckin’ spend it (oh)
four bands on some heron preston
but by now, you best expect it
b~tch, you don’t like it? then suck my d~ck
you wish you could get down like this
but y’all n~ggas ain’t got no chips
that’s why you hate a young n~gga doin’ it big
b~tch ass motherf~cker, i’ma make you go insane
yeah, flash, flash, i got fashion nova fame
walkin’ down the city with a motherf~ckin’ tank
if you wanna be my main, better swerve my lane
i~i~i~i~i might buy that ho some prada, armani is on my body
she wanna come take it off me
well, f~ck it, let’s have a party in this b~tch
[chorus: grioten]
b~tch, you got me f~cked up
faded all night like a motherf~ckin’ dub
if you want to be my guest, better get the f~ck up
i don’t want to get attached, so i never f~ckin’ trust
got me looking like a clown, while you giving no f~cks, b~tch
like, why you actin’ like a target?
b~tch, you made me shed tears thinkin‘ ‘bout you like a prophet
if you acted like a saint, i could’ve gave you all you wanted
now, i’m rubbing off the paint ’cause i motherf~ckin’ lost it
[verse 2: grioten]
swervin’ all these motherf~ckin’ lames, making motherf~cking bank
i’ma f~ckin’ die young, livin’ life with the fame
i don’t give no handouts, i’ma make my own way
never say my name in vein, i’ma put you in your place (yeah, yeah)
high fashion, camera flashes
serving so much c~nt to the motherf~cking masses
b~tch, i run the hallways with no passes
i’m the baddest b~tch in this club, high fashion
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