Fashion Bandit

Fashion Bandit lyrics:

[Intro]
What, what?
Squad

[Verse 1]
I fuck on your thotty, she callin' me "Dad"
I know that I'm makin' you lil n****s mad
Y'all mad 'cause you see that a n**** got cash
'Cause I got the swag, 'cause I got a bag
'Cause I got a Jag, 'cause I got the money
I'm stackin' and flippin' them hundreds on hundreds now
We got the features to trap out the onion
You need it, you got it, you want it, I'm on it
Slammin' the pack, damn, I feel like Hulk Hogan
Lil n****s boast and I'm ready to close in
I step on the scene and I'm causin' commotion
Tryna be sneaky, you got a fake Rollie
My whip in Dior and my Glocky Supreme
Don't got a red beam, went and got me a beam
I keep me a pipe, the stallion scene
I jump out a Bimm', that's why I'm lookin' mеan

[Chorus]
My bitch dress me in Dior while shе in Saint Laurent
Every time we step on the scene you know we turn up the spot
Sometimes I mix my lean with the Perc, that straight drop
And my girl touching the white girl, she gon' ship the bay watch
She dress me in Dior while she in Saint Laurent
Every time we step on the scene you know we turn up the spot
Sometimes I mix my lean with the Perc, that straight drop
And my girl touching the white girl, she gon' ship the bay watch

[Post-Chorus]
Damn, my swag, 550K, that's a 'Rari
Can't trust on no bitch, I might end up with Maury
I'm watchin' my bag, I'm just not a nobody
I ride in the coupe, yeah, my shotty's a shotty
They say I'm fantastic, well, n****, I'm gnarly
We rockin' Dior, it's not on my body
Pull up and fuck on his bitch at his party
I do not play with some brothers, they fake
And I do not argue, I'm not on debate
I said what I said and I mean what I say
I beat down your block like I'll beef for the BAPE
Up it and dump, little bitch, I'm a spray
I can sleep with a K and wake up with a K
I just talked to one of my demons today
I swore you, don't know how a n****'s raised

[Chorus]
My bitch dress me in Dior while she in Saint Laurent
Every time we step on the scene you know we turn up the spot
Sometimes I mix my lean with the Perc, that straight drop
And my girl touching the white girl, she gon' ship the bay watch
She dress me in Dior while she in Saint Laurent
Every time we step on the scene you know we turn up the spot
Sometimes I mix my lean with the Perc, that straight drop
And my girl touching the white girl, she gon' ship the bay watch

[Post-Chorus]
Damn, my swag, 550K, that's a 'Rari
Can't trust on no bitch, I might end up with Maury
I'm watchin' my bag, I'm just not a nobody
I ride in the coupe, yeah, my shotty's a shotty
They say I'm fantastic, well, n****, I'm gnarly
We rockin' Dior, it's not on my body
Pull up and fuck on his bitch at his party
I do not play with some brothers, they fake
And I do not argue, I'm not on debate
I said what I said and I mean what I say
I beat down your block like I'll beef for the BAPE
Up it and dump, little bitch, I'm a spray
I can sleep with a K and wake up with a K
I just talked to one of my demons today
I swore you, don't know how a n****'s raised

[Outro]
That's both of your bitches