Echelon Lyrics - Angel Haze

I'm in that new school G5 WAGON 

Color komodo dragon 

My bitch looks like she Jasmine 

My nigga looks like Aladdin. 

NKOTB, bitch 

All these bitches is has beens 

I CPR'd the game, 

And now all these bitches is gasping. 

I be on that other, 

Nigga don't get me aggy. 

I'm Mrs. Fatality 

Endings do not be happy. 

These lose as* bitches know 

I never gotta stunt 

Talk behind my back 

Cause they never in the front. 

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Bitch bow down better 

Give me what I want, 

Feed me berries out in Paris, 

While I'm counting my crossaint. 

These bitches as awful 

And me I spit that gospel. 

Lyrical, biblical 

Holy ghost, pentecostal 

And bitch, don't run up on 

I give the fade to who want me 

And you don't want that shade, 

You better off where it's sunny. 

And I don't need no friends, 

Bitch, I'm better off with my money. 

Just alert the f*cking masses 

And let em know that it's coming. 

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I was wearing it first 

I'm on that f*ck what you say 

It's my way 

Fashion week 

I'm out here slaying 

Dressed in like all the latest 

Bitch you know, my money long 

Everybody sing this song. 

I'm not even concerned 

I'm on that f*ck what you say 

It's my way 

Fashion week 

I'm out here slaying 

Dressed in like all the latest 

Killing these mother f*ckers 

And sh*tting on all these haters. 

I'm in that new school G5 WAGON 

Color komodo dragon 

Riding beside a baddie that 

Only cares about fashion. 

I'm in that new school R8 Spyder 

I'm not known as Messiah 

riding beside a baddie 

That only wants to get higher. 

I'm in that brand new Murcielago 

On my way out to cabo 

riding beside a baddie 

That's never once left Toronto 

I was wearing it first 

I'm on that f*ck what you say 

It's my way 

Fashion week 

I'm out here slaying 

Dressed in like all the latest 

Bitch you know, my money long 

Everybody sing this song. 

I'm not even concerned 

I'm on that f*ck what you say 

It's my way 

Fashion week 

I'm out here slaying 

Dressed in like all the latest 

Killing these mother f*ckers 

And sh*tting on all these haters. 

Yo, I like to brag alone 

F*ck dudes, I'm rag and bone 

Obsess over chicks who look like Mary Kate and Ashley clones 

Helmut Lang & Philiph Lim 

Trashy bitch, in classy clothes 

Pop that sh*t, then pop them pills 

Til I feel like a fancy drone 

Never catch me at the club 

I get high and dance alone 

Bitch, I'm on that boss sh*t 

On that upper echelon 

Yall niggas know what kind of X I'm on 

Yall bitches scared get your sweat shop on. 

And I'm running everything 

With a mother f*cking sprain 

Watching the rest of yall 

Get your rest stops on. 

I was wearing it first 

I'm on that f*ck what you say 

It's my way 

Fashion week 

I'm out here slaying 

Dressed in like all the latest 

Bitch you know, my money long 

Everybody sing this song. 

I'm not even concerned 

I'm on that f*ck what you say 

It's my way 

Fashion week 

I'm out here slaying 

Dressed in like all the latest 

Killing these mother f*ckers 

And sh*tting on all these haters. 

Everybody sing this song 

Everybody sing this song 

Everybody sing this song 

Everybody sing this song