Fashion Killa
(专辑: Rae Rae's Son - 2022)
[NoCap:] Damn, Kai, you going crazy Ayy, ayy Fashion killer Take me one out in designer My opps rap too I
get my shooters to go and sign em A
nigga just lit foreal Don't tell me that I'm famous I
flew a
bitch to the
crib She ain't even speak my language I
grinded a
lil harder and my knots got bigger I'm balling like I'm Harden on you soft ass niggas My nigga jack sons like he M.J. thriller The
rapper gotta step 'cause we took all his hitters [Stunna 4
Vegas:] I
drop a
lil ticket, they popped that nigga Better play with yo kids, I
am not that nigga My Younging hit where his top at We GTA living, somebody get shot at I
bet somebody get stripped We ride with them sticks in the
whip I
hang out the
window and hit Ain't dissing I'm sending a
blitz Won't mention I'll give em a
shirt He play? And we put his dick in the
dirt Bet he lay And somebody feelings get hurt I
live what I
say in a
verse [NoCap:] I
was dead broke I
was hurting So I
put my pockets on surgery Ran it up fast like a
cheetah Remember it used to come turtle speed They with me, they sliding like major leagues I'm still in the
streets, ain't no saving me It get harder to stick to the
strategy They shoot but them niggas ain't bagging me My K's, they be Russian I
be rushing to the
paper I
left that lil bitch ugly Cause I
didn't want to make up First I
had wanted to save her Got my nut off then my mind changed Before I
blowed up I
was hurting I
guess you can call it propane [Stunna 4
Vegas:] We smoking opps out the
whole thang She a
thot I
can't tell her my whole name Give me top Hit they block We tryna knock off the
whole gang My lil nigga want bodies, he insane I
pay for the
homi, he get ate We drop em off then skips states Got the
streets in a
lock like an inmate [NoCap:] I
drop a
bag on ya cheap ass Speck in here sleep with a
ski mask They counted me out I
need that I
cry to the
bank I
don't laugh I
pass that hoe to my nigga like Steve Nash Aye, whole gang hustle like Tip You don't understand how I
live Believe when I
tell ya it's real I
was standing under rain drops Loaded off roxys I
smoke a P
I'm a
master These niggas ain't bout it Really you niggas just nobodies None of yo niggas got no bodies We drill everything and go quiet [Stunna 4
Vegas:] None of my opps be outside We tryna hit everything when we go slide This 4
time 16 Pop an opp, he get dropped like a
16 Mama telling me I'm moving too risky Leave em smelly if he moving fishy My killer get in his zone like 2 3
Drop back with that 9
like Drew Brees We left his friend dead He oozing Before the
fame These bitches was choosing In investigation, I'm clueless Them folks woulda thought I
was stupid She heartbroke No Ruth Chris She gave me more brain than a
student I
make em take tips like a
tutor Glock clip longer than a
ruler I
learned the
finesse from Scooter Out here playing chess We'll do ya I'm a
Great Dane, he a
poodle These niggas be shrimps in a
shark tank We stank em Give his mama heart aches I
used to be broke I
get money on off days Now I
hit a
hoe and we part ways We beat down his block like an earthquake Nowadays I
wanna gain and maintain And free all the
bros out the
chain gang