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Northface

 

Northface

(album: Closure - 2019)


Balenciagas, ain't no throwaways
Yeah, we winning in 7, no Golden State
Yeah, I had quit the lean, throw my four away
Yeah I had quit the lean, throw the four away

I be rocking that Gucci, no Northface
And your girl wanna come into my place
I remember trapping off of MySpace
And I feel like Fetty, man, its my way

Nigga, tell me what the fuck the issue
.223's going straight though your tissue
Text you everyday, I say that I miss you
Feel like I'm Goonie, I don't do Jiu-Jitsu
Diamonds and pearls, tell me what you want
Got a lot of bands, yeah, I love to flaunt
Can't get your moms, then I'm getting your Aunt
Yeah, these niggas hating, boy, all of the taunt
Pulling in that ghost, I pull in that Beam
This Cartier so I can't even see the hoe
Broke bitch, man, I can't ever feed a hoe
I be singing on the beat, call that Figaro
Run it up, now she say I'm somebody
Two years ago you said I was "nobody"
And now I got all these hoes on my body
She saying, "Oh my God", like I was [?]

Balenciagas, ain't no throwaways
Yeah, we winning in 7, no Golden State
Yeah I had quit the lean, throw my four away
Yeah I had quit the lean, throw the four away

I be rocking that Gucci, no Northface
And your girl wanna come into my place
I remember trapping off of MySpace
And I feel like Fetty, man, its my way
Nigga, tell me what the fuck the issue
.223's going straight though your tissue
Text you everyday, I say that I miss you
Feel like I'm Goonie, I don't do Jiu-Jitsu
Diamonds and pearls, tell me what you want
Got a lot of bands, yeah, I love to flaunt
Can't get your moms then I'm getting your Aunt
Yeah, these niggas hating, boy, all of the time

Balenciagas, ain't no throwaways
Yeah, we winning in 7, no Golden State
Yeah, I had quit the lean, throw my four away
Yeah, I had quit the lean, throw the four away

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