Fashion nova lyrics

[Verse 1]
I get high and glide
You ain't never seen a b*tch get high and cry
I get mad as f*ck when the plug runs out of supplies
Heart gettin colder, still tellin lies
Meet inside my soto, pour up with the guys
Risk getting colder ain't tryna talk till that b*tch bent over
Yeah you see that bag, c'mere b*tch yeah i told ya
Well my new b*tch classy she can't wear no fashion no-va
Play with me its, ov-er
Jumpout the house and i got old-er
I can’t find no clo-sure
I’ve been f*cking different hoes (yuh)

[Verse 2]
Racks coming in ian worrying about nun
Racks coming in ian worrying about sh*t n*gga
Playing with me i’m gonna up that gun
Like that matter, I’m finna go send a blitz
I’vе been sipping wock, purple in my p*ss
Yuh, she see how i talk she caught in a blitz

[Bridge]
Hеll no the f*ck i ain’t done yet and you can’t do it like this
He don’t wanna do no 1 of 1 he wanna do no fists
So f*ck it, i grab the Glock now i gotta stick
Yuh i ain’t f*cking with no n*gga that be cracking like ritz
[Outro]
I Get high and glide
You ain't never seen a b*tch get high and cry
I get mad as f*ck when the plug runs out of supplies
Heart gettin colder, still tellin lies
Meet inside my soto, pour up with the guys
Risk getting colder ain't tryna talk till that b*tch bent over
Yeah you see that bag, c'mere b*tch yeah i told ya
Well my new b*tch classy she can't wear no fashion no-va

(THIS IS CHICAGO n*ggA!)