Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Lovin My Fashion! , by - Autumn!. Release date: 04.03.2019
Song language: English
Lovin My Fashion! |
| Yeah, she loving my fashion |
| With Sosa, that’s my crip |
| Nigga gon' get shit cracking |
| Toolie on my hip, I’ma get to blasting |
| Fucking on yo bitch then you know I’m passing |
| Smoking good gas, yeah, my blunts is massive |
| With my dawg, with my mastiff |
| New .40, it’ll turn you to ashes |
| You run up on me, get your ass kicked |
| This .223 make niggas backflip |
| I ain’t got shit for you so stop asking |
| Sipping on this Wock' till my heart stop |
| Kick this ho out the ride if she ain’t giving top |
| Nigga really want smoke, he can really get popped |
| Yeah, I heard he a jugg, finna tell him come shop |
| Designer on me, my jeans Number (N)ine |
| And I keep the pistol, yeah, I keep a.9, yuh |
| And she might be a ten, but she can’t get a dime |
| Ain’t sipping on no Gin, my cup full of slime |
| This nigga think he gang, he think he my slime |
| If I wanna fuck, she gon give me access |
| If y’all want some smoke, then give me yo address |
| I don’t do the beef, nigga, I shoot the address |
| She came out with me, got this nigga upset |
| I don’t give a fuck, hope that boy stay stressed |
| She lift that ass up just like a bench press |
| Yeah, she loving my fashion |
| With Sosa that’s my crip |
| He gon' get shit cracking |
| Toolie on my hip, I’ma get to blasting |
| Fucking on yo bitch then you know I’m passing |
| Smoking good gas, yeah, my blunts is massive |
| With my dawg, with my mastiff |
| New .40, it’ll turn you to ashes |
| You run up on me, get your ass kicked |
| This .223 make niggas backflip |
| I ain’t got shit for you so stop asking |
| Pull up in a Lex, yeah, that bitch all black |
| Watanabe, bet you ain’t know that |
| The Smith in my jeans, ain’t gotta show that |
| Glock with a beam, Summrs gon' blow that |
| Just me and KB smoking that good pack |
| Jugging niggas, no, you can’t get your shit back |
| Pop me a Xan, fuck the pain, I don’t feel that |