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letra de killswitch - fashionist

[intro]
yuh, yuh, yeah-yeah

[chorus]
i’m wit’ twin, we hit a jugg, n-gga, cop that l!ck
f-ck boy talkin’, b-tch, we took his stick
real n-gga talkin’, b-tch, i k!ll sh-t
pull up wit’ glocks, got that k!llswitch
can’t even walk, can’t do sh-t
this new wock, b-tch, new tris

[post-chorus]
i smoke good gas, b-tch, i smoke that fresh weed
got my next check, that sh-t coming next week
i count up the check, b-tch, you know i’m icy
this b-tch give me neck, she tryn’ suck some hi-c
[verse 1]
she tryn’ suck some hi-c
this lil’ hoe on me, she beg me to entice me
i’on even care, i’on even care if you like me
i bought everything, bought all that sh-t, it’s pricey
you could never cop this sh-t, you could not be like me
all these n-ggas is my sons, they want be like me
that b-tch begging me for the prada bag
these n-ggas mad as f-ck ’cause i’m they dad

[verse 2]
he smoke reggie, he smoke reggie, smokin’ that dank
these n-ggas mad as f-ck, they ain’t got bread in they own bank
that n-gga broke as sh-t, bro mad as f-ck ’cause his room stank
yeah, that n-gga not even near me, y’all n-ggas can’t even touch my rank (f-ck)

[verse 3]
i’m wit’ boogie, smoke that pack
bad hoe want me on my ass
like, p-ssy, put your hands up
black and white like panda
black and white like panda
aye, b-tch, i’m smoking blunts wit’ murfee, what’s the plan, hoe?
lil’ b-tch, she hit my f-ckin’ phone on instagram, hoe
they ask, “why you got all that cash?”, it’s for the ‘gram, hoe (b-tch)
[chorus]
i’m wit’ twin, we hit a jugg, n-gga, cop that l!ck
f-ck boy talkin’, b-tch, we took his stick
real n-gga talkin’, b-tch, i k!ll sh-t
pull up wit’ glocks, got that k!llswitch
can’t even walk, can’t do sh-t
this new wock, b-tch, new tris

[outro]
pull up wit’ glocks, got that k!llswitch
pull up wit’ glocks, got that k!llswitch
pull up wit’ glocks, got that k!llswitch
pull up wit’ glocks, got that k!ll—

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