Fancy feat. Charli XCX

歌詞

V1 First thing first I'm the realest, Drop this and let the whole world feel it, And I'm still in the Murda Bizness, I could hold you down, like I'm givin' lessons in physics. You should want a bad bitch like this. Drop it low and pick it up just like this, Cup of Ace, cup of Goose, cup of Cris, High heels, somethin' worth a half a ticket on my wrist. They, takin' all the liquor straight, never chase that, Rooftop like we bringin' '88 back, Bring the hooks in, where the bass at? Champagne spillin', you should taste that CHORUS I'm so fancy, You already know, I'm in the fast lane, from L.A. to Tokyo. I'm so fancy, Can't you taste this gold? Remember my name, about to blow V2 I said baby, I do this, I thought that, you knew this, Can't stand no haters and honest, the truth is, That my flow retarded, each beat dear departed, Swagger on stupid, I can't shop in no department. Better get my money on time, if it ain't bout money, decline, And swear I meant that there so much that I give that line a rewind, Said I get my money on time, if it ain't bout money, decline, I just can't worry 'bout no haters, gotta stay on my grind. Now tell me, who dat, who dat? That do that, do that, Put that paper over all, I thought you knew that, knew that, I be the I-G-G-Y, put my name in bold, I been workin', I'm up in here with some change to throw. (CHORUS) Trash the hotel, Let's get drunk off the mini bar, Make the phone call, Feels so good getting what I want. Keep on turning it up, Chandelier swinging, we don't give a fuck, Film star, yeah I'm deluxe, Classic, expensive, you don't get to touch. Still stunting, how you love that, Got the whole world asking how I does that. Hot girl, hands off, don't touch that, Look at it I bet you wishing you could clutch that. That's just the way you like it, huh? It's so good, he's just wishing he could bite it, huh? Never turn down nothing, slaying these hoes, Gold trigger on the gun. (CHORUS)