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letra de fashion nova - glo

[verse 1]
i get high and glide
you ain’t never seen a b-tch get high and cry
i get mad as f-ck when the plug runs off with supplies
heart gettin colder, still tellin lies
meet inside my soto, pour up with the guys
risk getting colder ain’t tryna talk till that b-tch bent over
yeah you see that bag, c’mere b-tch yeah i told ya
well my new b-tch classy she can’t wear no fashion no-va
play with me its, ov-er
jumpout the house and i got old-er
i can’t find no clo-sure
i’ve been f-cking different hoes (yuh)

[verse 2]
racks coming in ian worrying about nun
racks coming in ian worrying about sh-t n-gga
playing with me i’m gonna up that gun
like that matter, i’m finna go send a blitz
i’vе been sipping wock, purple in my p-ss
yuh, she see how i talk she caught in a blitz

[bridge]
hеll no the f-ck i ain’t done yet and you can’t do it like this
he don’t wanna do no 1 of 1 he wanna do no fists
so f-ck it, i grab the glock now i gotta stick
yuh i ain’t f-cking with no n-gga that be cracking like ritz
[outro]
i get high and glide
you ain’t never seen a b-tch get high and cry
i get mad as f-ck when the plug runs off with supplies
heart gettin colder, still tellin lies
meet inside my soto, pour up with the guys
risk getting colder ain’t tryna talk till that b-tch bent over
yeah you see that bag, c’mere b-tch yeah i told ya
well my new b-tch classy she can’t wear no fashion no-va

- glo

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