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raf lyrics by Fashionist feat. JITRUNNER

Intro: Fashionist
Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah, what, yeah, what, yeah, what, yeah
What, yeah, yeah

Chorus: Fashionist
Niggas so broke, they got no racks, count my band like count my bank
Fuck that shit, I can’t go back, Prada, I’m not wearing RAF
Who that boy, not doing nat, tryna be me, I influenced that, yeah
Tryna be me, I influenced that, niggas so broke, they got no racks
Count my band like count my bank, fuck that shit, I can’t go back
Prada, I’m not wearing RAF, who that boy, not doing nat
Tryna be me, I influenced that, yeah, tryna be me, I influenced that

Verse 1: Fashionist
Bra, I’m with Jit, we counting racks, who do that shit like us?
And my sons tryna reenact everything that I’m gon’ do
You ain’t first place, you last, like what’s the fucking move?
Thеy was hating on my swag, but I said that shit cool
I got guap to throw and she got neck to throw
This hoe givе me throat, these hoes, they stay off coat

Verse 2: Jitrunner
I got guap to throw and she got neck to throw
Bitch, come give me throat, these hoes, they stay off coke
I’m up next and they all know, you was about to go up and then you choked
Like it’s Black Ops, you get no scoped
Why they hate me? They don’t even know
Pop a tab and I wake up throwed, I can’t hang out with them
I’m in the trap, you ain’t know about that
Fucking this beat up, I’m running it back
I’m off the tab, you ain’t know about that
Sit back and watch while I run up a bag
I got guap to throw and she got neck to throw
Bitch, come give me throat, these hoes, they stay off coke
I’m up next and they all know, you was about to go up and then you choked
Like it’s Black Ops, you get no scoped
Why they hate me? They don’t even know
Pop a tab and I wake up throwed, I can’t hang out with them
I’m in the trap, you ain’t know about that
Fucking this beat up, I’m running it back
I’m off the tab, you ain’t know about that
Sit back and watch while I run up a bag