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Verse 1
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I'm in that new school G5 wagon
Color Komodo dragon
My bitch looks like she Jasmine
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My nigga looks like Aladdin
NKOTB, bitch - all these bitches is has beens
I CPR'd the game and now
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all these bitches is gasping
nigga don't get me aggy
I'm Mrs. Fatality,
endings do not be happy
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These loser ass bitches know
I never gotta stunt,
Talk behind my back cause they
never in the front
Bitch, bow down,
better give me what I want,
Feed me berries out in Paris while
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I'm counting my croissant
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These bitches is awful and
me I spit that gospel
That lyrical biblical holy ghost,
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And bitch, don't run up on me
I give the fade to who want me
And you don't want that shade,
You better off where it's sunny
Em
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And I don't need no friends,
Bitch, I'm better off with my money
Just alert the fucking masses
And let 'em know that it's coming
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Like
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Verse 2
Am
I was wearing it first
I'm on that fuck what you say,
it's my way
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Fashion week, I'm out here slaying
Dressed in like all the latest
Bitch you know my money long
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C
Everybody sing this song
I'm not even concerned
Am
I'm on that fuck what you say,
it's my way
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Fashion week, I'm out here slaying
Dressed in like all the latest
Killing these motherfuckers
And shitting on all these haters
Verse 3
Color Komodo dragon
Riding beside a baddie that only
cares about fashion
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I'm in that new school R8 Spyder
I'm not known as messiah
Riding beside a baddie that only
wants to get higher
Em
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I'm in that brand new Murcielago
On my way out to Cabo
Riding beside a baddie
That's never once left Toronto
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Verse 4
Am
I was wearing it first
I'm on that fuck what you say,
it's my way
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Fashion week, I'm out here slaying
Dressed in like all the latest
Bitch you know my money long
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C
Everybody sing this song
Em
I'm not even concerned
Am
I'm on that fuck what you say,
it's my way
D
Fashion week, I'm out here slaying
Dressed in like all the latest
E
D
Killing these motherfuckers
And shitting on all these haters
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Yo,
Verse 5
Fuck dudes in rag and bone
Obsess over chicks who look like
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Mary Kate and Ashley clones
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Helmut Lang and Philip Lim
Trashy bitch, in classy clothes
Pop that shit, then pop them pills
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'Til I feel like a fancy drone
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Never catch me at the club
I get high and dance alone
Bitch, I'm on that boss shit
kind of x I'm on
Y'all bitches scared
get your sweat shop on
And I'm running everything
With a mother fucking sprain
Watching the rest of y'all
Verse 6
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Am
I was wearing it first
I'm on that fuck what you say,
it's my way
D
Fashion week, I'm out here slaying
Dressed in like all the latest
Bitch you know my money long
E
C
Everybody sing this song
Em
I'm not even concerned
Am
I'm on that fuck what you say,
it's my way
D
Fashion week, I'm out here slaying
Dressed in like all the latest
Killing these motherfuckers
And shitting on all these haters
E
D
Verse 7
Everybody sing this song
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Everybody sing this song
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Everybody sing this song
Everybody sing this song
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