Lyrics Jay Critch – Fashion

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Jay Critch:
I’m sippin on juice, smokin a pack, yuh
Hop out a coupe, step in a Loubs check out my fashion

A.P for the timing, know they hate me how I’m shining
They see the money piling and my roof gone gotta find it
Signed up in the climate ahhhhhh
She fell in love with the diamonds
I had to get it on my own
Come get yo shorty she be wildin and I had to
Change the number to my phone
Then it’s right back to the thousands
Big racks boy you don’t know nothin about it
Gotta flex up on these niggas cuz they doubtin
I’ve been ballin on these niggas so they foulin
She go do it with no hands she got talent

I’m sippin on juice, smokin a pack yuh
Hop out a coupe, step in a lous check out my fashion
I was just tryna be cool, diamonds attackin
I get me a check, don’t know how to act ahhhhhhhh
I get the bag ahhhhhhhhh like the north face
I get the cash now, she give me more face
These niggas mad ha ha I’m gettin more cake
They going out sad na na nahhhhhh

Rich the Kid:
YSL tag
Big Prada bag
Quarter mil cash
I was down bad
Bring yo friends we could fuck I don’t do dates
Fifty thousand on a lawyer for a court case
I’m actually ballin, fuck her one time, think I’m actually callin
These niggas is salty, I came from the bottom, designer all on me
Who knew this would happen?
From trappin to rappin and now I’m in fashion
The finest of fabrics, too many bands they doing gymnastics
Hop out the coupe, my young niggas might shoot out the roof
I got a juice, they was hating, I was playing it cool
Then I said I won’t miss you
I’m in love with the money I can’t kiss you

Jay Critch:
I’m sippin on juice, smokin a pack yuh
Hop out a coupe, step in a lous check out my fashion
I was just tryna be cool, diamonds attackin
I get me a check, don’t know how to act ahhhhhhhh
I get the bag ahhhhhhhhh like the north face
I get the cash now, she give me more face
These niggas mad ha ha I’m gettin more cake
They going out sad na na nahhhhhh