Can’t Fade Us King Los (Ft. Ty Dolla $ign)
On this page, discover the full lyrics of the song "Can’t Fade Us" by King Los (Ft. Ty Dolla $ign). Lyrxo.com offers the most comprehensive and accurate lyrics, helping you connect with the music you love on a deeper level. Ideal for dedicated fans and anyone who appreciates quality music.
[Intro: King Los]
King
(Mustard on the beat, ho)
[Chorus: King Los & Ty Dolla Sign]
We ain't trippin' cause them lames, can't fade us
Mind your business, get your change, can't fade us
Nah, nah, they can't fade us
You can't fade us
[Verse 1: King Los]
Hold up, um, I whip a two to an eighth
I fuck the one not the two, stick a few in the safe
I'm slippin' through the Wraith
Can't get this shoe in a states
Nigga, you're in the way, your bitch a two in the face
I rock yellow gold, fuck hella hoes
Rock Maison Martin Margiela clothes
I tell a ho like I'm sellin' O's
Look, once I bag it I let it go
I floss up with the top off, I boss up like the top office
This bitch hop off of ya knockoffs
We make movies, no box office
I slide off with a brunette, wake up with a few blondes
My hoes do Louboutins, your hoes do futons
Ride with no roof on
If I hit, my man hit like we buy hoes on Groupons
Let me fuck you to my new song
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.
Information
Users of Guests are not allowed to comment this publication.
There are no comments yet. You can be the first!