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reese laflare - faded lyrics

[hook: lil uzi vert]
b-tch i’m leanin’ i can barely stand up
i’m just faded i could barely answer
b-tch i’m leanin’ i can barely stand up
b-tch i’m faded’ i could barely answer
i drink lean til’ my stomach cramp up
jolly rancher in the dirty fanta (fanta)
b-tch i’m leanin’ i can barely stand up
b-tch i’m faded i could barely answer
b-tch i’m leanin’ i can barely stand up
b-tch i’m faded’ i could barely answer
i drink lean til’ my stomach cramp up
jolly rancher in the dirty fanta (fanta)

[verse 1: reese laflare]
reese laflare i’m back b-tch
bands in my pockets doin’ backflips
i’m on deck, better jump ship
ride p-ss by i’m that quick
middle fingers up, fuck what you thinkin’
throwin’ up dubs like wutang
young rich nigga got five in the tank
jumpin’ out the gym runnin’ shit like usain bolt
they fuck with me the longway
all the way from gresham road to parkway
where they double park a motherfuckin’ school hall way
i done k!lled this b-tch done think i’m oj
geekin’ off the dope need some more js
four girls plus one nigga thats a four way
dope man nikes on when i’m in the hallway
b-tch i’m faded
saint laurents got me faded
pull up on your shoulder i’mma shock ya like raiden
lightskin rollin’ it up nigga face it (yup)
who the fuck told you i don’t do this
lean off the act then i eat up your chick
bossed up nigga we lost to you shrimps
designer on everything thats how we live
thats on my word, thats on my kids
i fathered my minions
i worked
i might be i might be my nigga i’m feelin’ maxed out
with the shits
i roll up with money you hangout with 12
buster punks that came to raise hell
rich as fuck so i can make bail
rich as fuck so i can make bail

[hook: lil uzi vert]
b-tch i’m leanin’ i can barely stand up
b-tch i’m faded’ i could barely answer
b-tch i’m leanin’ i can barely stand up
b-tch i’m faded’ i could barely answer
i drink lean til’ my stomach cramp up
jolly rancher in the dirty fanta (fanta)
b-tch i’m leanin’ i can barely stand up
b-tch i’m faded’ i could barely answer
b-tch i’m leanin’ i can barely stand up
b-tch i’m faded’ i could barely answer
i drink lean til’ my stomach cramp up
jolly rancher in the dirty fanta (fanta)

[verse 2: lil uzi vert]
pour up strong thats that dark
i pour more lean and soda
i’m just faded, call my chauffeur in that all white rover
b-tch i’m fully loaded
b-tch i’m fully loaded
yeah i drive it like i stole it
if you pop it better tote it
4500 my denims, fear of god nigga i be winnin’
double cup that be drippin’, it’s actavis what i’m sippin’
i’m juggin’ and juggin’ and brickin’
and i’m bout to cop audi
nigga i’m whippin’ and whippin’
nigga i’m whippin’ and whippin’
shoutout to my woadie, extra shoutout to my woadie
and that just be his b-tch, i swear that be my hoe (thats true)
lean it got my eyes low
versace shades they cost 40 (forty)
i just wanna fuck over money, and i’mma fuck over your hoe
nigga you smokin’ on dope
well nigga i’m sippin on dope (that act)
white b-tch she sniffin’ on c-ke
shit, i might as well sniff me some c-ke
i said nigga you you smokin’ on dope
yeah i be sippin’ on dope (actavis)
white b-tch she sniffin’ on c-ke
shit, i might as well sniff me some c-ke

- reese laflare lyrics

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