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fashionist - killswitch lyrics

[intro]
yuh, yuh, yeah+yeah

[chorus]
i’m wit’ twin, we hit a jugg, n+gga, cop that l!ck
f+ck boy talkin’, b+tch, we took his stick
real n+gga talkin’, b+tch, i k!ll sh+t
pull up wit’ glocks, got that k!llswitch
can’t even walk, can’t do sh+t
this new wock, b+tch, new tris

[post+chorus]
i smoke good gas, b+tch, i smoke that fresh weed
got my next check, that sh+t coming next week
i count up the check, b+tch, you know i’m icy
this b+tch give me neck, she tryn’ suck some hi+c
[verse 1]
she tryn’ suck some hi+c
this lil’ hoe on me, she beg me to entice me
i’on even care, i’on even care if you like me
i bought everything, bought all that sh+t, it’s pricey
you could never cop this sh+t, you could not be like me
all these n+ggas is my sons, they want be like me
that b+tch begging me for the prada bag
these n+ggas mad as f+ck ’cause i’m they dad

[verse 2]
he smoke reggie, he smoke reggie, smokin’ that dank
these n+ggas mad as f+ck, they ain’t got bread in they own bank
that n+gga broke as sh+t, bro mad as f+ck ’cause his room stank
yeah, that n+gga not even near me, y’all n+ggas can’t even touch my rank (f+ck)

[verse 3]
i’m wit’ boogie, smoke that pack
bad hoe want me on my ass
like, p+ssy, put your hands up
black and white like panda
black and white like panda
aye, b+tch, i’m smoking blunts wit’ murfee, what’s the plan, hoe?
lil’ b+tch, she hit my f+ckin’ phone on instagram, hoe
they ask, “why you got all that cash?”, it’s for the ‘gram, hoe (b+tch)
[chorus]
i’m wit’ twin, we hit a jugg, n+gga, cop that l!ck
f+ck boy talkin’, b+tch, we took his stick
real n+gga talkin’, b+tch, i k!ll sh+t
pull up wit’ glocks, got that k!llswitch
can’t even walk, can’t do sh+t
this new wock, b+tch, new tris

[outro]
pull up wit’ glocks, got that k!llswitch
pull up wit’ glocks, got that k!llswitch
pull up wit’ glocks, got that k!llswitch
pull up wit’ glocks, got that k!ll—

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