fashion week - pressed lyrics
[pre*chorus]
we need you
fall down on us
you anointed to fall on us
fall down on us god
i need you to fall on us
we lift our hands to receive your love
we love you
fall
[chorus]
fashion week, i’m in my line with a bad b*tch
passin’ me, no you is not, i’m baddest
motherf*ck around, everybody come through
17 doing everything i never thought i do
whippin that coupe and she lovin’ the sound
f*ckin’ me dead, now i’m high as a cloud
i stepped out, tip*toe in balencis
tryna make a quick bag, [?] like messi
fashion week, i’m in my line with a bad b*tch
passin’ me, no you is not, i’m baddest
motherf*ck around, everybody come through
17 doing everything i nevеr thought i do
whippin that coupe and she lovin’ the sound
f*ckin’ mе dead, now i’m high as a cloud
i stepped out, tip*toe in balencis
tryna make a quick bag, [?] like messi
[verse]
b. b. simon belt, around my waist
holdin’ up my jeans, money in my pockets put them down like weights
like wait, how you f*ckin’ with me now that i’m poppin’?
now as a youngin’ you had a heart throbbin’
hold up, how you wanna [?] your hoes in
talk sh*t about me, when you say that i’m chosing
i run it, i got it, know you wanna be the hot topic
like m*f*’s in the studio, 20 racks out, would have grabbed me two, but no need
imma sit back, kick back, relax
mix from my bedroom, that’s where i chill out
you can talk hard if you ain’t wockhardt
they’ve been asking me “where are your grills at?”
we need you (woah)
fall down on us
you anointed to fall on us
fall down on us god
i need you to fall on us
we lift our hands to receive your love
we love you
fall
[chorus]
fashion week, i’m in my line with a bad b*tch
passin’ me, no you is not, i’m baddest
motherf*ck around, everybody come through
17 doing everything i never thought i do
whippin that coupe and she lovin’ the sound
f*ckin’ me dead, now i’m high as a cloud
i stepped out, tip*toe in balencis
tryna make a quick bag, [?] like messi
fashion week, i’m in my line with a bad b*tch
passin’ me, no you is not, i’m baddest
motherf*ck around, everybody come through
17 doing everything i never thought i do
whippin that coupe and she lovin’ the sound
f*ckin’ me dead, now i’m high as a cloud
i stepped out, tip*toe in balencis
tryna make a quick bag, [?] like messi
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