Faded Lyrics

Hop in the coupe I got the pink slips

Yeezy three fifty without the creases

I give a hoe a break fifteen like recess

No free game press play and peep this

Get me fresh up my chips is stepped up

It's finally my time and this your heads up

Let me slow down I let you catch up

Big boy sauce you just the ketchup

I had to let her go she thought she had me

I need a pretty face she gotta be trappy

Plan B in case she try to trap me

I ain't made the rules so don't attack me

My mans move weight way down Miami

Sosa I ain't talking bout Sammy

Can't have my number but you can at me

Straight to the top I want my Grammy like

Pull up to pull off in and out these lanes

I'm faded

I ain't got no time don't play with me

I'm faded

Go on and do that girl go crazy

My old chick made cause my new chick bad

She crazy

Started with a dollar and bands I brought back

Now you all cap you got no talk track

Chuck fell off I know you thought that

But my team good so you can fall back

It's my time now I get the ball back

A hundred missed calls she get no call back

They tried to fade me out I had to walk back

Then I dropped face it it was all crack

Pull up on to chick I'm dressed in all black

She wanna wife me but I ain't for all that

I had to cut a few of y'all off

Y'all wack money go big I like them tall stacks

It's easy right now like 2+2

I'ma swing the block take off in the coupe

I'ma get money switch lanes in the coupe

2am she hit me talking bout come through like

Pull up to pull off in and out these lanes

I'm faded

I ain't got no time don't play with me

I'm faded

Go on and do that girl go crazy

My old chick made cause my new chick bad

She crazy