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angel haze - echelon (it's my way) lyrics

[verse 1]
i’m in that new school, g5 wagon
color, komodo dragon
my b-tch look like she jasmine
my n-gga look like aladdin
nkotb, b-tch
all these b-tches is has-beens
i cpr’d the game
and now all these b-tches is gasping
i be on that other
n-gga, don’t get me aggy
i’m mrs. fatality
endings do not be happy
these loser–ss b-tches know i never gotta stunt
talk behind my back
cause they never in the front
b-tch bow down
better give me what i want
feed me berries out in paris
while i’m counting my croissant
these b-tches is awful
and me i spit that gospel
that lyrical, biblical, holy ghost, pentecostal
and b-tch don’t run up on me
i give the fade to who want me
and you don’t want that shade
you better off where it’s sunny
and i don’t need no friends b-tch
i’m better off with my money
just alert the f-cking m-sses
let ’em know that it’s coming, like

[hook]
(i was wearing it first)
i’m on that “f-ck what you say
it’s my way”
fashion week, i’m out here slaying
dressed in, like, all the latest
b-tch, you know my money long
everybody sing this song

(i’m not even concerned)
i’m on that “f-ck what you say
it’s my way”
fashion week, i’m out here slaying
dressed in, like, all the latest
k!lling these motherf-ckers
and sh-tting on all these haters

[verse 2]
i’m in that new school, g5 wagon
color, komodo dragon
riding beside a baddie that only cares about fashion
i’m in that new school, r8 spyder
i’m now known as messiah
riding beside a baddie that only wants to get higher
i’m that brand new murciélago
on my way out to cabo
riding beside a baddie that’s never once left toronto

[hook]

[verse 3]
yo, i like to brag alone
f-ck dudes in rag and bone
obsess over chicks who look like mary-kate & ashley clones
helmut lang & philiph lim
trashy b-tch in cl-ssy clothes
pop that sh-t then pop them pills
’til i feel like a fancy drone
never catch me at the club
i get high and dance alone
b-tch i’m on that boss sh-t
on that upper echelon
y’all n-ggas know what kind of x i’m on
y’all b-tches scared get your sweatshop on
and i’m running everything with a motherf-ckin’ sprain
watching the rest of y’all get your rest stops on

[hook]

[outro]
everybody sing this song
everybody sing this song
everybody sing this song

- angel haze lyrics

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