Fashion (feat. godawson) [Remix]
Inside on
Burberry belt just to put some shit on
I'm a big dawg where the fuck is my throne
Jump inside this coupe I'm feeling like I'm megatron (Yeah, woah)
Me and my bro yeah we gon put that shit on
When I get witcha hoe, she can't wait to take that shit off
Like get in the cat, peel off
She taking me home, playoff
Racked up masked up 2 seater 3 bitches
I can see why you boys tryna get off
Walk in, all black
Like if they know who I was
Pull up, Cadillac
Back then I was riding the bus
Fuck 12 I ain't calling no fuzz
She poppin round me for a buzz
She a hoe and she know what it was
Having motion before I was rich
Love the gang she know that we lit
Only love her cause she super thick
Got a brother outside with a stick
Got a brother who flipping them bricks
Amiri jeans they look like they ripped
Get in baby we hittin this lick
I walk in and she biting her lip
Making movies we making some clips
And my money it don't need a stool
I'm walking inside of the club
She like how I dress and she wet like a pool
Every time I put that shit on
It be so fresh like the first day of school
The world revolving around me
Fuck what you saying I don't follow no rules
Yeah yeah yeah
Walk in that bitch like what's up
Clappin 2 5 w my brotha
Fuck if he mad, don't care what he saying
But I got his hoe under covers
Fuck up the money I run it up
Coming around and I shoot
Walk in that bitch and I shoot, shoot (Shoot)
All on ya hoe
I fuck on ya hoe
I jump in that bitch
I'm buying the diamonds
They love how it hit
I jump in that hoe
I jump in that bih
I'm flexing the diamonds
Yeah yeah
You do not see what I been seeing
She know bout this
Paint a red dot like japanese
I kill that bitch
Take a hoe head right off her neck
Put it on my wrist
We not the same this just how I'm made
Think you the shit but you not the play
She throw it back on a saturday
She on her knees on a sunday
When you see me it's a holiday
She rock my shit cause she like my taste
Put on the fashion like runway
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
Huh, huh, huh
Burberry belt just to put some shit on
I'm a big dawg where the fuck is my throne
Jump inside this coupe I'm feeling like I'm megatron (Yeah, woah)
Me and my bro yeah we gon put that shit on
When I get witcha hoe, she can't wait to take that shit off
Like get in the cat, peel off
She taking me home, playoff
Racked up masked up 2 seater 3 bitches
I can see why you boys tryna get off
Walk in, all black
Like if they know who I was
Pull up, Cadillac
Back then I was riding the bus
Fuck 12 I ain't calling no fuzz
She poppin round me for a buzz
She a hoe and she know what it was
Having motion before I was rich
Love the gang she know that we lit
Only love her cause she super thick
Got a brother outside with a stick
Got a brother who flipping them bricks
Amiri jeans they look like they ripped
Get in baby we hittin this lick
I walk in and she biting her lip
Making movies we making some clips
And my money it don't need a stool
I'm walking inside of the club
She like how I dress and she wet like a pool
Every time I put that shit on
It be so fresh like the first day of school
The world revolving around me
Fuck what you saying I don't follow no rules
Yeah yeah yeah
Walk in that bitch like what's up
Clappin 2 5 w my brotha
Fuck if he mad, don't care what he saying
But I got his hoe under covers
Fuck up the money I run it up
Coming around and I shoot
Walk in that bitch and I shoot, shoot (Shoot)
All on ya hoe
I fuck on ya hoe
I jump in that bitch
I'm buying the diamonds
They love how it hit
I jump in that hoe
I jump in that bih
I'm flexing the diamonds
Yeah yeah
You do not see what I been seeing
She know bout this
Paint a red dot like japanese
I kill that bitch
Take a hoe head right off her neck
Put it on my wrist
We not the same this just how I'm made
Think you the shit but you not the play
She throw it back on a saturday
She on her knees on a sunday
When you see me it's a holiday
She rock my shit cause she like my taste
Put on the fashion like runway
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
Huh, huh, huh
Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Lee, Dawson West
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