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letra de issey miyake - fiction fake

(hook) –
i just flew out overseas and bought myself some prada jeans
i can’t pop out at the mall, i’m rich this 5k on my feet
i know that they plot on me, they watching me and rock with me
b-tch, yeah i came far and i should know you gotta starve to eat
and girl i’m rich as h-ll i might as well keep the gun on me
my b-tch she outta jail cause she made bail and now she f-ck with me
b-tch i sip the wok, not ciroc, i get c-cky
i bought a goyard bag, for her bought issey miyake
and i just spent a grand on my lense, that sh-t funny
she never seen a band, this 50 of ’em all ’em hundreds
and i gotta move in ten cause they want some of it
and b-tch this ain’t a benz, boy the mazzi catch you running
(verse) –
i’m pushing on the demon, my opps run a lot
this v8 engine loud as sh-t, run from the cops
i’m smoking straight thrax, that sh-t fill my lungs
whoever i catch lacking next is going in my runt
my b-tches getting moody when they off the bean
it’s gettin’ too euphoric in the stu’ i’m off the lean
i don’t make the rules baby, let me coach the team
and she broke up with man all because of me
i’ve been in the trap for a minute get it jump
and she beggin’ me all night, she wanna hold my blunt
b-tch i’m in a lamb truck, yeah this push to start
i can’t f-ck this b-tch, baby i can’t have your heart
me and my hoes got expensive taste
i’mma pour me up a four and let it go to waste
i’mma roll me up another one to quell the pain
and she said i’m different b-tch i do this everyday
aye

- fiction fake

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