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x remix - yung fancee lyrics

[intro]
yeah, it’s the remix (yeah, ooh ohh)
yeah, oh yeah (okay)
shut the f*ck up b*tch don’t call this f*cking phone

[young chi verse]
in chicago high as hills, let’s keep it real
tell me how you feel when i’m in the build[ing] and you pay bills
income keep on building off of all of my sk!lls
b*tch i ain’t gon ever stop till i make mils
sheesh huh, hoe too hot like the stove and the pot
yeah, my heart broke it’s as cold as my rock
but i’m never gonna stop, i’m on top
the only thing that gon’ drop* my album never flop
but i’m tryina buy a jet word to ten mil
so i’m in the valley with the check but i’m to chill
got these b*tches round my f*cking neck like they big bills
bark no bite but i’m set long as i still
making money like a circus baby, yeah i’m on tour
they got ten on the floor but i, want ten mo’
me and fancee’ cold with it, toronto
diva’s in my phone yeah they, got to go (yeah)
[hook]
yuh, b*tch im fance i flex
spark that blunt exhale my stress
sip on bubbles make it red
i wan vibe please dont aggress
in love with the cherry tech
in love with emo princess
rockstar life fender on deck
i just vibe dont need no friends

[verse 1]
take yo whip and i might crash
i be smokin magic pack
koro whip mach 10 the dash
all star kicks dont f*ck with rafs
i just got a big blade ain’t talkin no kitchen
like a birthday candle i got shawty blowin kisses
i smoke on the magic pack it got me makin wishes
imma drip my shawty out i told her make a wish list
know they plotting on me, i cut off my best friend
i might need an exorcist yeah imma need the reverend
i just got a new one, shawty is my best friend
imma make you rich as f*ck just f*ck me on my deathbed
yf*47, digital threaten
whenever i step in, know i got the weapon
i put bro in fancee clique you know he got my blessin
i make sure my shawty drip and then i drip her best friend
[hook}
yuh, b*tch im fance i flex
spark that blunt exhale my stress
sip on bubbles make it red
i wan vibe please dont aggress
in love with the cherry tech
in love with emo princess
rockstar life fender on deck
i just vibe dont need no friends

{verse 2]
d*mn im feelin fancee
shawty feelin’ fancee
vibin in the backseat
run it like an athlete
i just popped a x, huh, sip my tech
i strapped my vest, got a kel my tech
feel like columbine, virginia tech
error 404, wheres chs
got a big ass scythe and i slash yo neck
wit a choker on, no shirt on my chest
b*tch i’m a dawg so my pit bull feline
i smoke it all, bought a pack like 3 times
all star kicks no grip they slide
i rock chains no shirt its vibes
i rock spikes yeah spear my wrist
hot outside b*tch ice my fit
[hook]
yuh, b*tch im fance i flex
spark that blunt exhale my stress
sip on bubbles make it red
i wan vibe please dont aggress
in love with the cherry tech
in love with emo princess
rockstar life fender on deck
i just vibe dont need no friends

- yung fancee lyrics

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