[Intro: Estee Nack]
Fashion Rebels
(Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ayo (Oh, yeah, yeah)
Nackman (Yeah)
These niggas understand, bro
Ayo
[Verse 1: Estee Nack]
Waist deep and it's missin', we aim high (Thrift shop)
Make your brain fire (Brr)
Got a hot one for you and anybody livin' the same lie
Grenade fly (Boom), empty a clip in a lame guy (Uh-huh)
Son is Dame, hot with a half a brick on the train ride
My lane stay wide (Adlib), face-dive into a pile of cash (Ching)
Bitches tryna smash, I'm Dash, yeah, we infinite, Dahmer flash
Instantly rich, a minister grindin' fast
Slime your ass out on the ave', we're gettin' the final lap
Bloodbath, that ain't Allah teachin', it's Pac-Man (Ah)
White powder, creepin' with black mass
Bowler match potato crack stash, hot glass, I'm reachin' the sat' last
Demon, I'm comin' with, eager to clap and crash (Woah)
You niggas tracks trash (Garbage), hearin' beats, so where the pacifier is?
Back, nah, I ain't tryna hear you rap
Backin' out the rear, that's like this pen and pad (It's gone)
Trap buzzin', on my life, a nigga really snapped
Home Alone 2, I've been crafted since underaged
Honey glazin' the Backwood, blunt of haze, trappin' heavy
A hundred days is a second of rug waves, gun blaze (Boom)
Head a hundred grades of rambo, niggas turn into runaways track athletes
Decathalon, you niggas math is wrong
Is that an elephant in the room or a mass don? Atom bomb (Boom)
Old NackDonald had a farm, six you niggas growin', it ain't half as strong (Bling)
The flash is on, that rope's hangin', just like a jeweler case, silk safe
With a Ruger that move your face, coupe de grace (Baow)
Nigga crib in Orlando, got too much space
I came from the hard ways of human ways (Duh)
Can you relate? I'm real gifted (Uh-huh)
Play and get killed, it's pretty bitches sayin' "I feel this" (Mami)
Ounce of blood up out a hater, can speal inch (Blaow)
Fiend copped a couple days ago and he still lifted (Bassline)
Seven sales with the porter rise , sit 'em, my stop
Back in this later, with some more to cop, warnin' shots (Baow)
Headlines, makin' early mornin' drops
Tour de France (Bonjour), the dripped sauce, cake goin' hot
Droptop (Drop), drivin' reckless, heffers is definitely by the breakfast (Yeah)
Early bird'll swerve in and shine the Lexus (Skrrt)
Mind your necklace (Mind your necklace)
Overlook it, the amount of flex is proper diamond
We on the grind of bestie's
Fashion Rebels
(Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ayo (Oh, yeah, yeah)
Nackman (Yeah)
These niggas understand, bro
Ayo
[Verse 1: Estee Nack]
Waist deep and it's missin', we aim high (Thrift shop)
Make your brain fire (Brr)
Got a hot one for you and anybody livin' the same lie
Grenade fly (Boom), empty a clip in a lame guy (Uh-huh)
Son is Dame, hot with a half a brick on the train ride
My lane stay wide (Adlib), face-dive into a pile of cash (Ching)
Bitches tryna smash, I'm Dash, yeah, we infinite, Dahmer flash
Instantly rich, a minister grindin' fast
Slime your ass out on the ave', we're gettin' the final lap
Bloodbath, that ain't Allah teachin', it's Pac-Man (Ah)
White powder, creepin' with black mass
Bowler match potato crack stash, hot glass, I'm reachin' the sat' last
Demon, I'm comin' with, eager to clap and crash (Woah)
You niggas tracks trash (Garbage), hearin' beats, so where the pacifier is?
Back, nah, I ain't tryna hear you rap
Backin' out the rear, that's like this pen and pad (It's gone)
Trap buzzin', on my life, a nigga really snapped
Home Alone 2, I've been crafted since underaged
Honey glazin' the Backwood, blunt of haze, trappin' heavy
A hundred days is a second of rug waves, gun blaze (Boom)
Head a hundred grades of rambo, niggas turn into runaways track athletes
Decathalon, you niggas math is wrong
Is that an elephant in the room or a mass don? Atom bomb (Boom)
Old NackDonald had a farm, six you niggas growin', it ain't half as strong (Bling)
The flash is on, that rope's hangin', just like a jeweler case, silk safe
With a Ruger that move your face, coupe de grace (Baow)
Nigga crib in Orlando, got too much space
I came from the hard ways of human ways (Duh)
Can you relate? I'm real gifted (Uh-huh)
Play and get killed, it's pretty bitches sayin' "I feel this" (Mami)
Ounce of blood up out a hater, can speal inch (Blaow)
Fiend copped a couple days ago and he still lifted (Bassline)
Seven sales with the porter rise , sit 'em, my stop
Back in this later, with some more to cop, warnin' shots (Baow)
Headlines, makin' early mornin' drops
Tour de France (Bonjour), the dripped sauce, cake goin' hot
Droptop (Drop), drivin' reckless, heffers is definitely by the breakfast (Yeah)
Early bird'll swerve in and shine the Lexus (Skrrt)
Mind your necklace (Mind your necklace)
Overlook it, the amount of flex is proper diamond
We on the grind of bestie's
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