Fashion Nova Men (feat. Foolio) E

I got racks in these Fashion Nova man pants. I keep racks in these Fashion Nova man pants. I got racks in these Fashion Nova man pants. I keep racks in these Fashion Nova man pants. I'm a real dripper. I'm in LA like the Clippers. Triple three line you like triplets. Big dawg callin' shots, no Miller. Glock with dick gon' have nigga pissin'. I know it's like finding things I'm missin', but My heart still in the trenches. Shoot the whole clip 'til it empty. Pull it right up, grip chop chop. Catch that bag, yeah you know we on lock. I don't give a fuck, nigga too tough. Worry 'bout some bull, we the hardest of all. I show these young nigga, yeah how to ball. Fashion Nova pants and they feelin' them bars. Slunk on a nigga, ain't feelin' them tours. Best stop playin', yeah yo make noise. Plenty green beans, I'm runnin' that beam. Got the streets so hot, now I'm runnin' that Steam. Don't pull up in a B, hot nigga We sting. You can check anywhere, got it streamin'. Whole lotta racks get dropped on these beans. Got niggas sat in a cup, I'm leanin'. Nigga got luck, this shit wasn't planned. Put a bitch on, I can have the whole Trenches. I got racks in these Fashion Nova man Pants. I keep racks in these Fashion Nova man Pants. I got racks in these Fashion Nova man Pants. I keep racks in these Fashion Nova man Pants. I'm a real dripper. I'm in LA like the Clippers. Triple three line you like triplets. Big dawg callin' shots, no Miller. Glock with dick gon' have nigga pissin'. I know it's like finding things I'm missin', but My heart still in the trenches. Shoot the whole clip 'til it empty. Rock Dolce Gabbana. Spent twenty-five hundred on Balenciagas. Nine hundred for Prada. Spent fifteen more hundred on bullets and choppas. Just copped me a body. We just made a hit, me, Zaytoven, and Gotti. I'm high like a rocket. 10K for a show and I could rock your Party. Got a lil' hoe geeked off of Percocets. Wanna fly Southwest to a private jet. I got perms in my mouth, diamonds on my Neck. Sippin' on Wockhardt, no Hi-Tech. Tryna ride my wave, hoe you shipwreck. Good as life, we live, we too rich. Blue fifty on Gucci, I'm too lit. Got blue face hundreds, but I'm not Crip. I got racks in these Fashion Nova man pants. I keep racks in these Fashion Nova man pants. I got racks in these Fashion Nova man pants. I keep racks in these Fashion Nova man pants. I'm a real dripper. I'm in LA like the Clippers. Triple three line you like triplets. Big dawg callin' shots, no Miller. Glock with dick gon' have a nigga pissin'. I know it's like finding things I'm missin', but My heart still in the trenches. Shoot the whole clip 'til it Empty.