​fashion 🛍️ *biblically accurate trapstars* lyrics

[Intro]
Who are you?
Alcurists is the chief though
Trapaholics b*tch!
Fetch me their souls

[Chorus: kidsnorlax]
b*tch I've been on the come up, and been makin' payments
I've been f*ckin' with your b*tch 'cause she needs a sane man
[?]
I've been f*cked up thinkin' 'bout you when I'm f*ckin' famous
I love all of my angels in my f*cking mansion
[?] on my f*ckin' fashion
Got your ho puttin' my lyrics in her f*ckin' caption
I've been f*cked up in the crib like a f*ckin' phantom

[Verse 1: kidsnorlax]
Razor blades on my bed next to all my f*ckin' knifes
Blood all on my tuxedo, now I'm sippin' on some wine
b*tch, I'm never f*ckin' hurt when I'm lookin' at my wife
I got so much f*ckin' bands, you see my f*ckin' VV shine
That b*tch talkin' like she famous, but she got a hundred likes
I am way too famous to be dealing with you in my life
Got all black clothes and a bad b*tch to my side
Baby, I'm a f*cking angel, look at my wings, I got arms
[Verse 2: kets4eki]
Got a blade in my backpack, I'ma slice the f*ckin' ops
Only b*tches who keep playin' are the ones that break your heart
Plenty hoes and they all wanna f*ck with my head
I'm your angel in disguise but can't handle your sh*t
Insane, I f*cked you up, but you know you're f*ckin' wrong
[?] when all you f*ckin' b*tches gone (Who are you?)
Plenty hoes and they all wanna f*ck with my head—
Can't handle your sh*t

[Outro]
I'm an angel
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