D1every - fuckurfashion Lyrics

Yo, f*ck yo' f*ckin' fashion
No, I ain't f*ckin' with these fakes cuz they be actin
I cut the grass to see the snakes and then I cap em
They really kicked me out of school cuz I was trappin
But back then, baby, I was stackin
I grab my Rillo, roll my weed, and blow her back in
I went from pencil tapping to pistol packing
(pistol pack) how you gon' block yo' ex and then you add him
(you add him back)
Niggas talkin' all that shit but in a captions
Baby come and stop and shop, I got this magic
Niggas lowkey f*ckin, they f*ckin faggots
The way I whip this bitch, this shit so tragic
I can get you right, tell them, tap in
The way I whip this bitch, I almost crashed it
I'm really out my body, they got me crashin
These niggas really pussy, they got me laughin
Yo, f*ck yo' f*ckin' fashion
No, I ain't f*ckin' with these fakes cuz they be actin
I cut the grass to see the snakes and then I cap em
They really kicked me out of school cuz I was trappin
But back then, baby, I was stackin
I grab my Rillo, roll my weed, and blow her back in
I went from pencil tapping to pistol packing
(pistol pack) how you gon' block yo' ex and then you add him
(you add him back)
Yeah you add em back
Yeah d1 goin smoke that f*ckin pack
I'm just bout my bag
That lil bitch she bad
I'm goin chase that bag
I'm gon run like I'm on track
Like hold on run that back
Bitch I'm with yo hoe and at night you can call us bats
That's yo bitch I can't f*ck that hoe cuz she a fan
I just love my show and my bag, no
Oh silly hoe
She just want my money
She gon' watch my money grow
Yeah Bitch, I'm with Montana, I'm with lyl, chill and moe
Yeah I done f*cked yo' hoe, now you mad, like, okay
So