fashion week Lyrics

Big Moncler on my coat

I made some racks, trappin' down the road

My bitch way too bad, nah she not a ho

In love with this fashion, I put it on

And I told that bitch ass nigga get gone

I'm in the field, I'm throwin' them bombs

She love to suck dick, she speakin' in tongues

Told her call me Spider, I tatted my arm, yeah

This ain't Lil' Boi shit, this some big boy racks

And that bitch got a big ole ass

And she shake it on me, don't need to ask

I been way too high off the gas

And I make so much heat, I'm a spazz

Fuck around throw that bitch on a track

I would ride in that Range, fuck a track

Lil' bitch, I'm on go mode

Hell yeah, bitch, I'm on go mode

Told him switch that shit up

If she part of the gang, she throwin' it up

I'm goin' insane, I don't give a fuck

Ha, ha

Ha, ha

What the fuck goin' on in my brain

In the back, had her wet like rain

Keep this shit a stack, is the love the same?

Bitch, just let me know, I'm not tryna wait

I been lookin' dumb, out here sayin' bae

But you know I'd never change

Yeah, yeah, you know I'd never change

Yeah, yeah, you know I'd never change

Big Moncler on my coat

I made some racks, trappin' down the road

My bitch way too bad, nah she not a ho

In love with this fashion, I put it on

And I told that bitch ass nigga get gone

I'm in the field, I'm throwin' them bombs

She love to suck dick, she speakin' in tongues

Told her call me Spider, I tatted my arm, yeah

Big Moncler on my coat

I made some racks, trappin' down the road

My bitch way too bad, nah she not a ho

In love with this fashion, I put it on

And I told that bitch ass nigga get gone

I'm in the field, I'm throwin' them bombs

She love to suck dick, she speakin' in tongues

Told her call me Spider, I tatted my arm, yeah

And she love that fake shit, but I ain't playin

Off the shrooms bitch, I go super saiyan

Who is you? Boy, your music, we not playin

Fuck that bitch from 10-2, and hit my dance

Bitch, you know my blunt, my right hand, man

I can't fuck with you, no, we can't be friends

I don't love you, bitch, you just a fan

If that bitch a bop, I'm a fuck ha' friend

Then I pass her to my mans

Whole lotta cash, do my money dance

You know that Jmo my mufuckin' twin

Somethin' like Lonely and somethin ' like Ken

I'm proud of my bitch, she get to them bands

I'm proud of my niggas, know we goin' in

Diamonds on my wrist, watch the weather spin

They're like, damn, he did it again

Big Moncler on my coat

I made some racks, trappin' down the road

My bitch way too bad, nah she not a ho

In love with this fashion, I put it on

And I told that bitch ass nigga get gone

I'm in the field, I'm throwin' them bombs

She love to suck dick, she speakin' in tongues

Told her call me Spider, I tatted my arm, yeah

Big Moncler on my coat

I made some racks, trappin' down the road

My bitch way too bad, nah she not a ho

In love with this fashion, I put it on

And I told that bitch ass nigga get gone

I'm in the field, I'm throwin' them bombs

She love to suck dick, she speakin' in tongues