Fashion lyrics

[Intro]
(Victim)
Yeah, hey, yeah, hey, hey (Blatt)
(GloryTee)
(Dakota, where are you?)
Yeah

[Chorus]
Uh-huh, uh-huh
I'm back in my bag, b*tch (Blatt), uh-huh (Woo, woo)
Ya new n*gga coming in last, b*tch (Blatt), huh?
I walk with a whole lot of cash, b*tch, uh-huh
Remember the days we ain't have sh*t, uh-huh
Now I'm walking around with a twenty ball, had to tell the lil' hoe pipe down
I got money to make, can't be on no sad sh*t, uh-huh (Woo, woo)
I think I fell in love with the fashion, uh-huh (Woo, woo), uh-huh (sh*t)

[Verse]
I'm in L.A., I just hit Rodeo, walk down on your b*tch, just to take a lil' flick
He wanna talk on the net, tell 'em, “Say no more”, b*tch, I'm gon' walk up on him with the blick
And the sh*t that they talkin' not fazing me, n*ggas know I'm bout as real as it gets
Brothеr walk out the car, started waving that b*tch, it look like hе tryna get your attention (Yeah)
I know that she a ho, I ain't saving that b*tch, but I'm still tryna pull on her extensions
Yes, I been on the road, now they hate on me (Uh), b*tch n*ggas still showing up in my mentions
It's the start of this sh*t, it's the origin, but I been f*cking this lil' ho named Genesis
If you look at the stats, I'm a hunnid and O, 'cause I take every L as a lesson (Uh)
I'm tryna run this sh*t up to a hunnid (To a hunnid)
Huh, saw bro, then he took off, started running
Huh, talk down, we gon' hit bro, where his lung is (Yeah, yeah, uh-huh)
First class, made a bad ho, hold my luggage (Yeah, yeah, uh-huh)
First class, take a bad ho out the country
Got n*ggas tryna rap now, just because me (Uh, uh-huh)
b*tch puttin' on a act, thinkin' he can touch me (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
b*tch sucked up on my sack, then I gave her nothing (Uh-huh)
Walk in and I'm clutching, mhm (Yeah)
All these racks disgusting (Uh-huh)
b*tch I really do this (Woo)
Yeah, my b*tch the coolest
Said they f*cking with me, n*gga, who is?
When I click, it's going through his Buick
n*ggas always claiming they don't f*ck with me, when I post they be the first to view it
[Chorus]
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
I'm back in my bag, b*tch (Blatt), uh-huh (Woo)
Ya new new n*gga coming in last, b*tch, huh? (Woah)
I walk with a whole lot of cash, b*tch, uh-huh (Woah)
Remember the days we ain't have sh*t, uh-huh (Woah)
Now I'm walking around with a twentyball, had to tell the lil' ho pipe down
I got money to make, can't be on no sad sh*t, uh-huh (Woo, woo)
I think I fell in love with the fashion, uh-huh (Woo, woo), uh-huh

[Outro]
Woo, woo
Woo, woo
Woo, woo
Yeah, hey, yeah, hey, hey (Blatt)