Fake Givenchy
808x, The Big Hash, Flame
Man shut down when they heard my ting
Where you at? Baby bring it back
I just dropped a brand new album, yeah that shit slap
They like Hash you out here running, niggas talking big cap
Fuck ‘em, all these niggas hating they cavity's flat
I don’t think there was a day when I ever relaxed
My niggas know better than that
Can’t get head from random hoes, I can’t fuck with a nat
City fucking be calling our stats
I'm gone to the bush and I'm with Jolie
Told them niggas I’m pushing the hood, sorry
Used to rock fake Givenchy at school parties
I'm gone to the bush and I'm with Jolie
Told them niggas I’m pushing the hood, sorry
Used to rock fake Givenchy at school parties
I was broke nigga couldn’t even buy some fake shit
Now I’m out here screaming “I made it.”
Now I’m out here getting this paper
If you ain’t talking money we ain’t conversating
I speak in facts, I don’t just say shit (Facts)
I cut the grass when I hear snakes hiss
I’m fucking fly, I’m on some plane shit
Remember when you used to say I ain’t shit (Huh?)
I made it out of the basement
Went through a whole lot of changes
I ain’t never let it phase me
Made it hard for the haters
At the top and you cannot debate
Get my guap, I let a nigga hate
If he’s a opp then I eliminate
We ‘bout to drop, my nigga fucking wait
Where you at? Baby bring it back
I just dropped a brand new album, yeah that shit slap
They like Hash you out here running, niggas talking big cap
Fuck ‘em, all these niggas hating they cavity's flat
I don’t think there was a day when I ever relaxed
My niggas know better than that
Can’t get head from random hoes, I can’t fuck with a nat
City fucking be calling our stats
I'm gone to the bush and I'm with Jolie
Told them niggas I’m pushing the hood, sorry
Used to rock fake Givenchy at school parties
I'm gone to the bush and I'm with Jolie
Told them niggas I’m pushing the hood, sorry
Used to rock fake Givenchy at school parties
What I said, I really meant that
Back when my hair was still pitch black
They would send a nigga to the ends like a dispatch
I’m just trying to get the big bag
Someone tell me why the fuck these pussy niggas sad
(‘Cause I do my own thing)
Had to draw attention to the business, with no sketching pad
I’mma die a legend, ain’t no going out sad
I make father figures now ‘cause I don’t need a dad
If it's there that fake Givenchy, put it on in class
Just to get them niggas hating ‘cause I got more swag
Take them bitches who been trying to sit me down and chat
Called my baby up and I told her, I said “Bring it back.”
But don’t trust a hoe ‘cause she might stab you in the back
Fake Givenchy, yeah she love it, she don’t love you back
That’s just how the world is, gotta understand
Where you at? Baby bring it back
I just dropped a brand new album, yeah that shit slap
They like Hash you out here running niggas talking big cap
Fuck ‘em, all these niggas hating they cavity's flat
I don’t think there was a day when I ever relaxed
My niggas know better than that
Can’t get head from random hoes, I can’t fuck with a nat
City fucking be calling our stats
I'm gone to the bush and I'm with Jolie
Told them niggas I’m pushing the hood, sorry
Used to rock fake Givenchy at school parties
I'm gone to the bush and I'm with Jolie
Told them niggas I’m pushing the hood, sorry
Used to rock fake Givenchy at school parties
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