Yung Wolf - Fashion Week (feat. Yeat)

I just hit the NYC
Met a bitch at fashion week
Said she wanna fashion me
Now she coming back with me
Ooh
Aah, aah, aah
Bad white hoe like Gigi
Ooh
Aah, aah, aah
She fell in love with a real G
Gang pull up deep just like a pack of Uces
Chase the pill wit my drank im so fucking zooted
Why ya white hoe tryna front she be acting stupid
Tryna sip my cup lil bitch this ain't a truly
Yeah
I'm geeked up in the party
Yeah
I'm too gone off the molly
From the front to the back, got all these hoes watching
Fuck her like a pornstar, I film it like ICarly
I just hit the NYC
Met a bitch at fashion week
Said she wanna fashion me
Now she coming back with me
Ooh
Aah, aah, aah
Bad white hoe like Gigi
Ooh
Aah, aah, aah
She fell in love with a real G
They gon let me in the gates
I ain't lying I told the truth
Used to be broke yeah
Used to feel like you
Walked in with blues, Balenciaga's pink too
That G2, Twizzy, I'm so proud of you!
Why you take this everyday?
Is something wrong you?
No
Probably because I do what I want to
I see my racks getting taller and your racks getting smaller
Always keep that baby bottle, I feel like a toddler
Built under pressure we don't fold like a crease, I sit in the middle of hunnits
A hundred degrees in the middle of the summer
But I'm fresh out the bag, I don't care what you make (No)
I'm bout to get so rich next year
Fuck a Bentley, I'm in a tank
Top from this bitch insane!
I'm in love with her frame!
I just hit the NYC
Met a bitch at fashion week
Said she wanna fashion me
Now she coming back with me
Ooh
Aah, aah, aah
Bad white hoe like Gigi
Ooh
Aah, aah, aah
She fell in love with a real G

Written by:
Yung Wolf, Timothy Streets

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