Fashion Lovers Lyrics

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