Luyện nghe bài hát Fashion Week

Steel
(shit)

She smell like Yves Saint
My garms were Italy, I feel like the don
Paris Fashion I'm watching Louis Vuitton
Saw her favourite rapper listen now she my song
she do is for the media
I duck your food and bredrin I don't need ya
Her exes tryna follow I'mma lead ya
Her body tight she looking hot up like a
Got me looking

I only girls on days that don't end with a Y
Don't ask why you can't see trust
up, you could never keep up
Wrist froze if I freeze up
You no say we flex and cheques so we
You know she moneyman she blind eye
five bags that's a bad night
Oooo we getting money now she like,
Fucked her with the she ugly like me
She no say she just thought I was a freak
You can get all cocky when I see you on the
Not like a nigga you want beef
You know they do this for real mama
You that they catch and they kill mama
You know that I'm your style mama
You you got a love for the whole summer

She smell like Yves Saint
My garms were from Italy, I like the don
Fashion Week I'm watching Louis Vuitton
Saw her favourite rapper now she feeling my song
Everything she do is for the
I might your food and bredrin I don't need ya
Her exes always tryna follow lead ya
Her body tight she looking hot up a fever
Got me looking

Remy in my cup got me seeing peng ting twice
Now I'm feeling nice, no mixer ice
She I'm too cold, baby that's the ice
Free my that are scrubs doing deals for the rice
You're pics but will you back the beef
I'm a VIP, for real, with stacks on me
Trynna with who I love that's a catastrophe
Cos we came up the mud like its Glastonbury
Fendi on my belt my pretty brown miss
My Henny's super red some expensive brown piss
She said she wants tequila but I about this
I don't really drink Patron when I ain't MIST
And I hate makeup thats a tho
Rest assured you can't get up in this tho
I'm up on all of my as far as points go
Cos no one's copping what copping with this coin flow

She smell like Saint Laurent
My garms from Italy, I feel like the don
Paris Fashion Week I'm Louis Vuitton
Saw her favourite rapper listen now she my song
she do is for the media
I might duck food and bredrin I don't need ya
Her always tryna follow I'mma lead ya
Her body tight she hot up like a fever
Got me eager

She smell like Yves Laurent
My garms were from Italy, I like the don
Fashion Week I'm watching Louis Vuitton
Saw her rapper listen now she feeling my song
she do is for the media
I might your food and bredrin I don't need ya
Her always tryna follow I'mma lead ya
Her body tight she hot up like a fever
Got me eager

Steel
The