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fleecy - rainbow road lyrics

[intro: fleecy, showjoe]
ooh, get gold in the end like a rainbow
yah, yah
yah, yah+ah

[chorus: showjoe, fleecy]
young n+gga, huh, got all the swag
yeah, yeah, i got the swag
i just came up, yeah, i got in my bag
too bad these n+ggas is comin’ in last, woah
i got my foot on the gas, if you talkin’ sh+t, i’ma be up in your ass
and she tryna just f+ck all on me, woah (yah), baby, you goin’ too fast, huh (yah)
you gotta slow on your road, huh
i’m just tryna f+ck on you, ho, yeah
i’m on my way to the paper, huh (huh?)
i’m on my way to the bag (yah!)
i’m on my way to the cash
look in my jeans, and you seein’ stacks, woah (stacks, yah)
takin’ off way too fast like flash
(get gold in the end like a rainbow) yah
[verse 1: fleecy, showjoe]
what do you mean? i be that new guy on screen
and i got a new flow, so clean
i don’t really lose, so what you mean?
had to move on from day+to+day sh+t
well, i’ve been up on my sp+ceship
also, i’m on your playlist
oh, all i ever do is make hits
thеy likin’ my sound now (yah), remember thеy thought it was soundcloud
then i showed them what i was about now
swear that i used to be lost, but i’m found now
stomp on my haters, i do it like ground pound
(something new, put my paper on blue)
(yah, ayy, not important, i’ll afford it)
(’cause it’s just what i do)

[chorus: showjoe, fleecy]
young n+gga, huh, got all the swag
yeah, yeah, i got the swag
i just came up, yeah, i got in my bag
too bad these n+ggas is comin’ in last, woah
i got my foot on the gas, if you talkin’ sh+t, i’ma be up in your ass
and she tryna just f+ck all on me, woah (yah), baby, you goin’ too fast, huh (yah)
you gotta slow on your road, huh
i’m just tryna f+ck on you, ho, yeah
i’m on my way to the paper, huh (huh?)
i’m on my way to the bag (yah!)
i’m on my way to the cash
look in my jeans, and you seein’ stacks, woah (stacks, yah)
takin’ off way too fast like flash
(get gold in the end like a rainbow) yah
[verse 2: aurainairy, fleecy]
yeah, talking down on my name? better do it in vain
got a problem, come solve it, or i’ll let you (have it)
i put metal on my wrist, yeah, that sh+t feel like a magnet
i be runnin’ up racks in a coast, woah
collectin’ the presidents, gettin’ the gold
jumped on the track like mario
that’s just how it goes
gettin’ the stacks, gettin’ the bag, ain’t n0body do it better than that
going real slow, you doing the most
me and my brothers, we doing a toast
in the maybach, yeah, i’m goin’ real fast
i copped me another, don’t care ’bout the tag

- fleecy lyrics

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