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Givenchy on Fire Video (MV)




Performed By: Taystemyjiggy
Language: English
Length: 2:25
Written by: Latashia Johnson




Taystemyjiggy - Givenchy on Fire Lyrics
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In a new town, lit lost in this bitch
But blow smoke like I'm exhausted and shit
She bring me the coochie, leave swollen and shit
Been sippin' all night, but controllin' the whip
I got the focus, they don't seem to get
But they wanna focus on clothes and a bitch
To get to my level, you need Moses' stick
Cause I grinded so hard, made a ocean exist
She gon' come f*ck me, she like how I drip
I like the way that the money go brr
Only smoke gas and I only drink liq
Will not catch me meeting God off a ten
Bought a coupe cause I don't care about mileage and shit
And it's crazy how niggas despising a chick
Competition leavin' me on islands and shit
To my left and my right, I'm alone, I'm top pick
I know when they see me, see smiles on the kid
But they cannot see all the shit I done been
That's why I can't play buddy, cannot make friends
Swear I got flock back there, my patience is spent
I get the, I get the twenties for ten
No matter the time, money came, money spent
Tick tock on waist, yeah, I shoot it quick
Like a poke' deck, the way I build up this grip
Let it slide once, they gon' make it repeatedly
Let off three, then it's just gon' be three for three
Got the fourth cause this Glock, got a speed release
Got the fifth like I'm fightin' shit legally
Got the blues with my blockers on Eazy-E
Ain't no mercy, no handouts, no leniency
You get dumb for that Twitter shit, Tweedle-D
Take a legend plus goat and that equal me
Was broke as a joke, now it's laughin' money
Through back doors like they left bags, of somethin
This pump givin' them holes, bags, of Funyun
It's too long since we ate this, lick past the hunger
She call me when she need smashed or somethin
Only answer on days when my cash is lovey
Her nigga want smoke cause that ass is scrumptious
Can't beef over pussy, I'd pass to brothers
Contact gon' hit me for half of the Britney
I play dumb cause I don't know Bobby or Whitney
Watch plugs set it up. Who else out to get me shit
I even play COD with fire on friendly
Went from hittin' hoopty hoes to a Bentley
Hood nigga mix the J's with the Fendi's
Fruit of the Loom draws with Balenci
And yes, I'm a mix Yeezy Givenchy
Givenchy, Givenchy, most be pretending
Them girls just wanna have fun like they Cindy
Got day ones that's sick, success made them itchy
But got me day ones that would give up a kidney
Switch, gon' add another gun to shit
Big steal go booming. Go Gundam shit
Yes, you can die for the bitch
Burn that bridge up like it's rum in this clip
I tell her lil ma
He a lame, don't trip, these niggas claim numb but a whole emotion
She gon' shake, that ass while we burn through a zip
Now I got your lil' family promotin' my shit
Givenchy, Givenchy, most be pretendin
Them girls just wanna have fun like they Cindy
Got day ones that's sick, success made them itchy
But got me day ones that would give up a kidney
Givenchy, Givenchy, most be pretendy
Givenchy, Givenchy, most be pretendy
And them girls just wanna have fun like they
And them girls just wanna have fun like they
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In a new town, lit lost in this bitch
But blow smoke like I'm exhausted and shit
She bring me the coochie, leave swollen and shit
Been sippin' all night, but controllin' the whip
I got the focus, they don't seem to get
But they wanna focus on clothes and a bitch
To get to my level, you need Moses' stick
Cause I grinded so hard, made a ocean exist
She gon' come f*ck me, she like how I drip
I like the way that the money go brr
Only smoke gas and I only drink liq
Will not catch me meeting God off a ten
Bought a coupe cause I don't care about mileage and shit
And it's crazy how niggas despising a chick
Competition leavin' me on islands and shit
To my left and my right, I'm alone, I'm top pick
I know when they see me, see smiles on the kid
But they cannot see all the shit I done been
That's why I can't play buddy, cannot make friends
Swear I got flock back there, my patience is spent
I get the, I get the twenties for ten
No matter the time, money came, money spent
Tick tock on waist, yeah, I shoot it quick
Like a poke' deck, the way I build up this grip
Let it slide once, they gon' make it repeatedly
Let off three, then it's just gon' be three for three
Got the fourth cause this Glock, got a speed release
Got the fifth like I'm fightin' shit legally
Got the blues with my blockers on Eazy-E
Ain't no mercy, no handouts, no leniency
You get dumb for that Twitter shit, Tweedle-D
Take a legend plus goat and that equal me
Was broke as a joke, now it's laughin' money
Through back doors like they left bags, of somethin
This pump givin' them holes, bags, of Funyun
It's too long since we ate this, lick past the hunger
She call me when she need smashed or somethin
Only answer on days when my cash is lovey
Her nigga want smoke cause that ass is scrumptious
Can't beef over pussy, I'd pass to brothers
Contact gon' hit me for half of the Britney
I play dumb cause I don't know Bobby or Whitney
Watch plugs set it up. Who else out to get me shit
I even play COD with fire on friendly
Went from hittin' hoopty hoes to a Bentley
Hood nigga mix the J's with the Fendi's
Fruit of the Loom draws with Balenci
And yes, I'm a mix Yeezy Givenchy
Givenchy, Givenchy, most be pretending
Them girls just wanna have fun like they Cindy
Got day ones that's sick, success made them itchy
But got me day ones that would give up a kidney
Switch, gon' add another gun to shit
Big steal go booming. Go Gundam shit
Yes, you can die for the bitch
Burn that bridge up like it's rum in this clip
I tell her lil ma
He a lame, don't trip, these niggas claim numb but a whole emotion
She gon' shake, that ass while we burn through a zip
Now I got your lil' family promotin' my shit
Givenchy, Givenchy, most be pretendin
Them girls just wanna have fun like they Cindy
Got day ones that's sick, success made them itchy
But got me day ones that would give up a kidney
Givenchy, Givenchy, most be pretendy
Givenchy, Givenchy, most be pretendy
And them girls just wanna have fun like they
And them girls just wanna have fun like they
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Writer: Latashia Johnson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid


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