- fashion week (feat. AJ trace有 & MO stack) 歌詞 Steel Banglez
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- 製作人: Steel Banglez
混音師: Heff Moraes/The Elements
編程: Steel Banglez
母帶工程師: Lewis Hopkin
Steel Banglez
S**t (s**t )
Look
She smell like Yves Saint Laurent
My garms were from Italy, I feel like the don
Paris Fashion Week Im watching Louis Vuittons
Saw her favourite rapper listen now she feeling my song
Everything she do is for the media
I might duck your food and bredrin I dont need ya
Her exes always tryna follow Imma lead ya
Her body tight she looking hot up like a fever
Got me looking eager
I only trust girls on days that dont end with a Y
Dont ask why you cant ever see trust
Catch up, you could never keep up
Wrist froze if I ever freeze up
You no say we flex and cheques so we like like
You know she moneyman its like you turned blind eye
Oooo five bags thats a bad night
Oooo we getting money now she like , like
****** her with the blindfold she ugly like me
She no say nothin she just thought I was a freak
You can get a craky when I see you on the streets
No like a ***** you dont want beef
You know that they do this for real mama
You know that they catch and they kill mama
You know that Im feeling your style mama
You know you got a love for the whole summer
She smell like Yves Saint Laurent
My garms were from Italy, I feel like the don
Paris Fashion Week Im watching Louis Vuittons
Saw her favourite rapper listen now she feeling my song
Everything she do is for the media
I might duck your foodand bredrin I dont need ya
Her exes always tryna follow Imma lead ya
Her body tight she looking hot up like a fever
Got me looking eager
Remy in my cup got me seeing every peng ting twice
Now Im feeling nice, no mixer just ice
She said Im too cold, baby thats the ice
Free my ****** that are scrubs doing deals for the rice
Youre taking pics but will you back the beef
Im a VIP, for real, with these stacks on me
Trynna beef with who I love thats a catastrophe
Cos we came up from the mud like its Glastonbury
Fendi on my belt match my pretty brown miss
My Hennys super red thats some expensive brown piss
She said she wants tequila but I aint about this
I dont really drink Patron when I aint around MIST
And I hate makeup thats a choice tho
Rest assured you cant get up in this Royce tho
Im up on all of my opps as far as points go
Cos no ones copping what were copping with this coin flow
She smell like Yves Saint Laurent
My garms were from Italy, I feel like the don
Paris Fashion Week Im watching Louis Vuittons
Saw her favourite rapper listen now she feeling my song
Everything she do is for the media
I might duck your food and bredrin I dont need ya
Her exes always tryna follow Imma lead ya
Her body tight she looking hot up like a fever
Got me looking eager
She smell like Yves Saint Laurent
My garms were from Italy, I feel like the don
Paris Fashion Week Im watching Louis Vuittons
Saw her favourite rapper listen now she feeling my song
Everything she do is for the media
I might duck your food and bredrin I dont need ya
Her exes always tryna follow Imma lead ya
Her body tight she looking hot up like a fever
Got me looking eager
Steel Banglez
The Elements
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