Gmmkrome - No More (feat. Brodie Fresh)

No more fashion nova
She want Chanel now
Gucci Loui dior
Her shoes bottom red now
She in the trap with me
Told her bring the scale down
Putting rubber bands over rubber bands
After them cashouts
No more fashion nova
She want Chanel now
Gucci Loui dior
Her shoes bottom red now
She in the trap with me
Told her bring the scale down
Putting rubber bands over rubber bands
After them cashouts huh
She telling me
She telling me fendi me
Fashion nova not helping me
When she shop she sing the melody
Gucci Dior Loui letter v
Jump in the coupe with the letter B
If she bird ima set her free
Loyal to me what she better be
Week after week ima add em up
I aint loving the crew just baddest one
The aroma different when the package come
Right in her Chanel where I stash the gun
Neiman Marcus Nordstrom
Tom ford got her boasting
Cashouts got her open
Got her trapping now and she focuses huh
Still let her do the walk-ins
Man the work hitting like a marksmen
I aint really really with the talking
10 a day thats some calm shit
my day to day got em nauseous
Big stepper I aint jogging
My hitter shoot if im nodding
I love my bitch thats a goddess
No more fashion nova
She want Chanel now
Gucci Loui dior
Her shoes bottom red now
She in the trap with me
Told her bring the scale down
Putting rubber bands over rubber bands
After them cashouts
No more fashion nova
She want Chanel now
Gucci Loui dior
Her shoes bottom red now
She in the trap with me
Told her bring the scale down
Putting rubber bands over rubber bands
After them cashouts huh
No more fashion nova
Niggaz be saying they're up
But the act is over
I buss it down till the pack is over
She giving brain in the back of rovers
She wanna see how far a nigga range is
But I peep the game kid
She bussing it open for birkins
But telling her boyfriend she working
Like damn
I keep a baddie thats with all the scams
She gonna go nuts if im caught in a jam
Pick up the grippy go blicka bam
She tryna ride it like cc and ri ri so ima cc her on all of my plans
Ima put cc's in all of her Hands
She seen it AP now call it again shit
I aint wit none of the bad vibes
Lately the call me the bad guy
Them bullets can go off the back fly yeah
Im good with the mob I got mad ties
Watered the wrist got it baptized
Im fuckin ya bitch cause I'm that guy
No more fashion nova
She want Chanel now
Gucci Loui dior
Her shoes bottom red now
She in the trap with me
Told her bring the scale down
Putting rubber bands over rubber bands
After them cashouts
No more fashion nova
She want Chanel now
Gucci Loui dior
Her shoes bottom red now
She in the trap with me
Told her bring the scale down
Putting rubber bands over rubber bands
After them cashouts huh

Written by:
Ackeem Simon

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