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fashionist - feeling me lyrics

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[intro]
b+tch

[chorus]
save what i want, it’s for myself
all that time is going fast, i can’t even tell
and the pigs outside, i ain’t even tellin’
all them n+ggas tried on me, they f+ckin’ fell in
baby, i need this for you, i ain’t no felon
all my n+ggas toting glocks, i got that weapon
smith & wesson, you ain’t even catchin’ me

[verse 1]
pills right in my hand, i need five less in me
they don’t understand, that’s why invest in me
yeah, i try my best in me
f+ck a rap n+gga, h+ll yeah, b+tch you feelin’ me
i can’t cap n+gga, turn that sh+t to a k!lling spree
yo’ sh+t wack, how you come through the spot so seemingly
i hate you and all them n+ggas, no, they ain’t seeing me
let mе know, right now, what the f+ck you gon’ see in me (brr, brr)

[verse 2]
sh+t so cold feel like minnеsota
thc, smoke gas then i roll up
talkin’ bout smoke gas, i don’t even know her
i been with truce b+tch i been w soda
he callin’ truce b+tch, while i’m gon’ go up
f+ck all them looks, he had no glow up
i’m with the crew, my n+ggas gon’ pour up
we shoot at the crew, the whole whip gon’ blow up
[bridge]
b+tch

[chorus]
save what i want, it’s for myself
all that time is going fast, i can’t even tell
and the pigs outside, i ain’t even tellin’
all them n+ggas tried on me, they f+ckin’ fell in
baby, i need this for you, i ain’t no felon
all my n+ggas toting glocks, i got that weapon
smith & wesson, you ain’t even catchin’ me

[verse 1]
pills right in my hand, i need five less in me
they don’t understand, that’s why invest in me
yeah, i try my best in me
f+ck a rap n+gga, h+ll yeah, b+tch you feelin’ me
i can’t cap n+gga, turn that sh+t to a k!lling spree
yo’ sh+t wack, how you come through the spot so seemingly
i hate you and all them n+ggas, no, they ain’t seeing me
let me know, right now, what the f+ck you gon’ see in me (brr, brr)

[verse 2]
sh+t so cold feel like minnesota
thc, smoke gas then i roll up
talkin’ bout smoke gas, i don’t even know her
i been with truce b+tch i been w soda
he callin’ truce b+tch, while i’m gon’ go up
f+ck all them looks, he had no glow up
i’m with the crew, my n+ggas gon’ pour up
we shoot at the crew, the whole whip gon’ blow up



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