Fashion Lovers

I could be yo fashion nigga You could be my fashion bitch Baby we look so good together Baby you know I'm fly as shit Looking at the wrist go blind in this bitch Lungs full of pressure baby you pressure Come here lemme get a kiss When you get ready I wanna fuck on you Bae you looking good as shit My bitch the baddest walk up in the room they pissed Girl you my speed I'm digging yo piece Keep talking loving the way that you speak So passionate about what you on Coming with morals and nothing but peace You don't need me but you said you want me I love it, I love it, I love it I'm tryna get better whenever I'm with you (with you baby) You keep me high in my energy I feel it Riding the wagon she put it on spokes Check out the hoodie you know that it's chrome When I move in public I'm clutching my piece (slat, slat, slat) Keeping that fye on me Keeping that fye on me Eventful the things that I do in my life Picture it out and I achieved it Blacked out the whip where I'm at it's a secret Sipping some tea while she sipping this lean (lean, lean) Tryna get pictures of me rubbing her feet I'm so geeked out a hunnid in a week I'm so geeked out baby a goddess I'm so geeked out bitch I'm flawless (to geeked, to geeked, to geeked) I could be yo fashion nigga You could be my fashion bitch Baby we look so good together Baby you know I'm fly as shit Looking at the wrist go blind in this bitch Lungs full of pressure baby you pressure Come here lemme get a kiss The whole situation was light but you making it hard How am I the one to blame in every situation You telling yo friends I'm the problem But never admit when you wrong Girl that's a messy look But she pretty she think that she get what she want She hard headed as hell but I won't give you up Let a nigga try it it's the same day he die I know she ain't good for me Asking myself why she still around Girl Ian perfect and yeah imma weirdo I hope you love that about me I'm creative as hell got a lot on my plate I wanna do this and that So why not just do it today Ian wasting my time I'm getting straight to it (slat, slat) You niggas is lame you niggas is losers I pull out the stick I pull out the ruler Pull out that stick and lil bam (slat, slat, slat) Pull out that stick Betcha won't jam I could be yo fashion nigga You could be my fashion bitch Baby we look so good together Baby you know I'm fly as shit Looking at the wrist go blind in this bitch Lungs full of pressure baby you pressure Come here lemme get a kiss