Fashün Week lyrics

by

Yeat


[Chorus]
Ay, yuh, ay
Fashion week, we don't do friends
b*tch I'm in love wit' my Hennessy (Yuh)
I got a b*tch that's real thick, when she suck on my di*k wit' a perc, it enhance it (Yuh)
Im turnin' up wit' gang and I f*ck wit' that sh*t, we gon' pull up like Manson (Huh)
Oh my god, all of my diamonds they shine, all of my diamonds be dancin' (Oh my god)
Oh my god, look at the way that you high, look at the way that you pantin' (Oh my god)
Oh my god, look at the way that she suck, look at her face it got pincin' (Oh my god)
Oh my god, all of my gang been up, none of this sh*t is gon' change sh*t (None)

[Verse]
Yeah, we the young new wave wit' the beef
Yeah, we the young new wave wit' the word (Word)
Yeah, we the young new wave wit' the b*tches
Yeah, we the young new kids wit' the swerve
Yeah, we the young new kids wit' a b*tch gon a suck on our di*k, gon' pull up at her
Yeah, I got diamonds on me, they shine to god, lil b*tch, yeah, really ice forest (Heyy)

Yuh, yeah, lil b*tch, Ion' know if you heard (Heyy)
b*tch, my guys, we been puttin' in work (Work, work)
Got the percs, I told her put it in her shirt (Shirt)
Yeah, ya' lil brother dead, put him on a shirt
Have you really just said? We just makin' sure (Sure)
How could he say it if he ain't for sure? (How could he?)
Yuh, we don't need these racks, that wasn't concernin'
Yeah, I learned how to deal and we drawin' some cards
Yuh, I just raced the Bentley, I ended in first
Yuh, how this b*tch dead without leavin' the earth? (Yuh, yuh)
How did I make this sh*t outta' the dirt? (Dirt)
Came from the bottom, ain't have enough loot
I'm gettin' money like I had the tool
I got the bag, I got young wit' it too
I got this b*tch suckin' di*k, attitude
Who got it? He got it, you got it, dude
We got the back like the back of the zoo
I got the lion, the tiger, the bull
I got the b*tch she gon suck on my coo'

[Chorus]
Ay, yuh, ay
Fashion week, we don't do friends
b*tch I'm in love wit' my Hennessy (Yuh)
I got a b*tch that's real thick, when she suck on my di*k wit' a perc, it enhance it (Yuh)
Im turnin' up wit' gang and I f*ck wit' that sh*t, we gon' pull up like Manson (Huh)
Oh my god, all of my diamonds they shine, all of my diamonds be dancin' (Oh my god)
Oh my god, look at the way that you high, look at the way that you pantin' (Oh my god)
Oh my god, look at the way that she suck, look at her face it got pincin' (Oh my god)
Oh my god, all of my gang been up, none of this sh*t is gon' change sh*t (None)
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