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Fashion feat. Rich The Kid - text

[Intro]
Captain crunch presents

[Hook: Jay Critch]
I'm sippin’ on juice, smokin’ that pack, yeah
Hop out the coupe, step in the Loubs, check out my fashion
I was just tryna be cool, diamonds attackin’
I get me a check, don't know how to act, ah
I get the bag, ah, like a North Face
I get the cash now, she givin’ more face,
These niggas mad, ha, ha, I'm gettin’ more cake
Ain't goin’ out sad, nah, nah, nah

[Verse 1: Jay Critch]
AP for the timing, know they hate me, how I'm shinin’
Know they see the money pillin’, my roof gone, gotta find it
Signed up, change the climate, ah
She fellin’ love with that diamonds
I had to get it on my own
Come and get your shorty, she be wildin’
And I had to change number on my phone
Then it's right back to the thousands
Big racks, boy, you don't know nothin’ ‘bout it
Gotta flex up on these niggas ‘cud they doubtin’
I’ve been ballin’ on these niggas so they foulin’
She gon’ do it with no hands, she got talent

[Hook: Jay Critch]
I'm sippin’ on juice, smokin’ that pack, yeah
Hop out the coupe, step in the Loubs, check out my fashion
I was just tryna be cool, diamonds attackin’
I get me a check, don't know how to act, ah
I get the bag, ah, like a North Face
I get the cash now, she givin’ more face,
These niggas mad, ha, ha, I'm gettin’ more cake
Ain't goin’ out sad, nah, nah, nah

[Verse 2: Rich The Kid]
YSL - tag, big Prada bag
Quarter mil’ cash, I was down bad
Bring your friends, we could fuck, I don't do dates
Fifty thousands on a lawyer for a court case
I'm actually ballin’, fuck her one time, I think I'm actually calln’
These niggas is salty
I came from bottom, designer all on me
Who knew this would happen
From trappin’ to trappin’, but now I'm in fashion
The finest of fabricks
Too many bands, they doin’ gymnastic
Hop out the coupe
My young niggas might shoot out the roof
I got the juice
They was haitin’, I was plain’ it cool
Damn, I said I won't miss you
I'm in love with the money, I can't kiss you
(Rich)

[Hook: Jay Critch]
I'm sippin’ on juice, smokin’ that pack, yeah
Hop out the coupe, step in the Loubs, check out my fashion
I was just tryna be cool, diamonds attackin’
I get me a check, don't know how to act, ah
I get the bag, ah, like a North Face
I get the cash now, she givin’ more face,
These niggas mad, ha, ha, I'm gettin’ more cake
Ain't goin’ out sad, nah, nah, nah

Text přidal Mikaelcece

Video přidal Mikaelcece

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