Peculiar Fashion 2

Told her stfu with that talking
Man these niggas want’ know what I’m rockinn

Yea I just punch n punch jus like I’m clockin’
Lightning bolt, on my knee it’s so shocking
I was broke, and I told em to lock in
Now I won’t, feed em, I leave em starving

I went ghost, but I’m coming right back on these niggas so you should have never forgotten
You a hoe, and you switch on your day ones nigga so we do not have shit in common
In a hotel with this lil bad ass bitch and I’m reading that hoe like a comic
Please don’t, talk out of your neck nigga, you should proceed with caution

Or, do not be lacking
He was upping his roll I start laughing
Yes I’m dripping peculiar fashion
No you ain’t seen this helmut lang jacket

How you broke and you getting some ass?
That shit is so backwards, you niggas some slackers
Putting on hysteric glamour, I’m dripping but in 20 years that don’t matter

But in 20 years I got swagger
And my bankroll prolly got fatter
But I still want the opps blood splattered
Ima still smoke pot, not shatter

Ima still be charged up like a battery
Ima still pour red like a raspberry
Ima still hit that hoe from the back
But kick that bitch out if it’s unsatisfactory

Nigga it’s my time so I’m on grind time nigga you cannot be mad at me
Scoring like bron bron, drip like a wonton, that’s cus my denims is Japanese
Bitch I’m a bomb, not talking bout swonton, when I go out and blow all this cheese
Whenever y’all talk all I hear blah blah because I only speak guapanese

Yeah so bitch I can’t hear
Gonna grind until the new year
And then ima take this shit serious
Then ima blow up, nuclear

My fashion peculiar
Damn, I feel like the man of the year
And these niggas be all in my ear
Never sipping no vodka or beer