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Fashionnova

Album: Twin Durasi: 2:39

She put that ass in fashion nova

I fuck her fast, then ask for closure

She want some cash for nails and closures

I almost crashed, cause I'm never sober

Extended my mag, eighty it's holding

She went to the DR it's soft, it's swollen

Shots out the AR, they fall like we bowling

I got the heart of soldier

Work off the traps really had auntie rolling

He don't want no smoke, he trolling

Make that work separate from that water, Moses

(Uh,Uh,Uh,Uh,Uh,Uh)

Bitch I'm the coldest

They think it's games, till they dead in the ocean

Skeet on her stomach, she rub it like lotion

He don't got say so, I'm really on shit

Shots out the draco, now I'm performing

Stop all that cap shit, these niggas corny

Good by my lonely, don't need you to join me

Two bad bitches, they really enjoy me

Pops telling me about them bricks in '03

How the fuck you niggas miss from four feet?

I'm starting to think yall ain't want to kill me

I know that they love me,

But once I got money that shit made it hard to feel me

But nah I ain't trippin, I'm chilling

I stay in my bag, no feelings

I'm sending a bag to Phoenix, the judge called my ass a heathen

I would of been dead, if ain't have my heater

Me and the hundred round in the two seater

Poured up a whole pint up in a two liter

Can't leave the state, so I don't need no visa (Nigga)

The hoes I be fucking be peaches

Fuck her for hours, she speechless

Blood on the gun, had to bleach it

Detectives on dick, they was reaching

I do my dirt, then go back in the creases

I know this ain't jammin, the chopper came greasy

I'm selling gas by the turkey bag

Hop out with glock, and I know how to work it fast

Fuck niggas try, but they couldn't last

Niggas be hating, they really crabs

FN shells in a mini mac

I'm the one, really brought winning back

Really fucked up a block, while sitting back

Yeah this shit off the dome, but it's really facts

Couple niggas got money, but really hot

Take a line of that drip, mix that shit with snot

I can tell some these niggas was in the trap

I was thinking about murder, while on the cot

Got into with opps, they ain't leaving out

Then they tried by my friends, I ain't even shocked

I'm definition of having heart