'Jay Critch - Fashion (feat. Rich The Kid) (Lyrics)'

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'Jay Critch - Fashion (feat. Rich The Kid) (Lyrics)  Jay Critch - Fashion (feat. Rich The Kid) Lyrics #JayCritch #Fashion #TraplordJenkins  Lyrics  Jay Critch - Fashion (feat. Rich The Kid): I\'m sippin\' on juice, smokin\' that pack, yeah Hop out a coupe, step in the Loubs, check out my fashion I was just tryna be cool, diamonds attackin\' I get me a check, don\'t know how to act, ah I get the bag, ah, like The North Face I get the cash now, she givin\' more face These niggas mad, ha-ha, I\'m gettin\' more cake Ain\'t goin\' out sad, nah, nah, nah AP for the timing, know they hate me, how I\'m shinin\' Know they see the money pilin\', and my roof gone, gotta find it Signed up, change the climate, ah She fell in love with the diamonds I had to get it on my own Come get your shorty, she be wildin\' And I had to, change the number to my phone Then it\'s right back to the thousands Big racks, boy, you don\'t know nothin\' about it Gotta flex up on these niggas \'cause they doubtin\' I\'ve been ballin\' on these niggas so they foulin\' She gon\' do it with no hands, she got talent I\'m sippin\' on juice, smokin\' that pack, yeah Hop out a coupe, step in the Loubs, check out my fashion I was just tryna be cool, diamonds attackin\' I get me a check, don\'t know how to act, ah I get the bag, ah, like the North Face I get the cash now, she givin\' more face These niggas mad, ha-ha, I\'m gettin\' more cake Ain\'t goin\' out sad, nah, nah, nah YSL tag (huh), big Prada bag (bag) Quarter mil\' cash (milli\'), I was down bad (bad) Bring your friends, we could fuck, I don\'t do dates (dates) Fifty thousand on a lawyer for a court case I\'m actually ballin\', Fuck her one time, think I\'m actually callin\' These niggas is salty (salty) I came from the bottom, designer all on me (on me) Who knew this would happen? (Happen) From trappin\' to rappin\', but now I\'m in fashion The finest of fabrics Too many bands, they doin\' gymnastics Hop out the coupe (coupe) My young niggas might shoot out the roof (grraow) I got the juice (juice) They was hatin\', I was playin\' it cool Damn, I said that I won\'t miss you (miss you) I\'m in love with the money, I can\'t kiss you (Rich) I\'m sippin\' on juice, smokin\' that pack, yeah Hop out a coupe, step in the Loubs, check out my fashion I was just tryna be cool, diamonds attackin\' I get me a check, don\'t know how to act, ah I get the bag, ah, like the North Face I get the cash now, she givin\' more face These niggas mad, ha-ha, I\'m gettin\' more cake Ain\'t going out sad, nah, nah, nah' 

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