Lyrics:
Balenciaga
All this fabric on me drivin me insane
All this foreign round me never fix the pain
Why you wanna be like me that shit won’t take
Why you wanna be
static
She call it magic
Helmut Lang with the Moncler
Look at the fabric
Push to start, it's automatic
I break a neck like a bad habit
I'm 'bout to wreak
days, I feel like dying
But my life is my problem
So leave my name at the bottom
My eyebrows was ratchet
My t-shirt had fabric
Cover girl, all covered
flyer than Aladdin
I just got a bad bitch
Natural no plastic
Pull up in a Aston
On my hip no lackin
Louie V da fabric
Vanish ya like magic
Steppin on this
fabric
Everything I ever wanted growing up, I have it
Better you than me, my nigga, boy I'm just a savage
I bet your bxtch be looking at my dxck, above
lost (Ooh)
I know the reason why you're pulling on my shirt
Cuz you're lost and now it hurts to be lonely
You rip the stitching and the fabric
Yea! What?
These expensive fabrics and this is just a piece
I'm treated like I'm Jesus I'm floating on the streets
I ran up with my cleats
I kissed
Everywhere we go we hop out 6 deep
Foreign fabrics on me, baby this ain't cheap
Yeah my money walking, got it on a leash
When I pull up
like we up in Dallas and shit
I drip in the latest fabric
Upgraded my status
I can't be romantic with bitches
She eat the dick leave her gasping
Like
fabrics
Im looking like da pappi
Freak hoe call me daddy
She love da chocolate rapper
She tryna unwrap me
Uh
Love da chocolate rapper
She tryna kidnap me
Uh
into autumn
All I know is my soul and my aura glows
Like marigolds, to hold to fold
The fabric fabric fabric fabric
Light magic magic magic magic
the fabric
You'll forget you even had this
Convo, I know, I know
I know I know I know
Fear is right tho
And If you can't handle all the magic
You're no lifer
hunt
With no confidence to ask
Will you come closer
When the fabric's gone?
But the longer I leave it
I see you're not the one
I see you're not the one
I
a different fabric
These bitches faker than plastic
In my lane no traffic
I'm outta space galactic
Freestyle yea I rap shit
Freestyle but I write shit
My nigga
really be trappin
Got sticks inna whip we
Can show out in traffic
Yea, Designer my fabrics
New color my fashion
Lets link up the whips
We can see who
Immersed in magic
Golden Glimmers of the sea side
The oceans fabric
Lose your mind into the night shift
The clocks advancing
Too much time to read the fine
bitch don't touch on my fabric
On top be the Tommy and Calvin
Rocking I feel like I'm Elvis
2 6 on the dash bitch, an it go sututu
This bitch steady fuck
For all this grandiose
For all this fabric on the wall
We are no more than simple men
We are not anything at all
For all this grandiose
For all this
came to be the boy you see
All of a life to think over
Cracks in the fabric of water
I cry for time to go slower
Salt for the scar on my shoulder
All
I gotta a habit
I gotta have it
So let me establish
I like that cabbage
I like to live lavish
Designer my fabric
This sauce in my body organic
I
Ive been hitting street signs
On the way home i can barely walk
I woke me up like three times
Seeing the fabric i can barely talk
You made up your
a bop
She got the Fendi, fabrics of Fendi
He tried to send 'em, killed off what he sent me
He start the beef, might up on this semi
Her body so bendy,
weaving the fabric of your life that someday will unravel
Into mysterious and vegetative states
Nevada, Utah, and also Arizona
Draped in beauty with
the fabric of our lives
The path I’ll weave won’t always be the parallel one to you
That’s the fabric that was knitted for what you gave to me
If to damn
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