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Echelon (It's My Way) Lyrics

I'm in that new school G5 wagon
Color Komodo dragon
My b**** looks like she Jasmine
My n**** looks like Aladdin
NKOTB, b**** - all these b****** is has beens
I CPR'd the game and now all these b****** is gasping
I be on that other, n**** don't get me aggy
I'm Mrs. Fatality, endings do not be happy
These loser a** b****** know I never gotta stunt,
Talk behind my back cause they never in the front
b****, bow down, better give me what I want,
Feed me berries out in Paris while I'm counting my croissant
These b****** is awful and me I spit that gospel
That lyrical biblical holy ghost, Pentecostal
And b****, don't run up on me
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,
b****, I'm better off with my money
Just alert the f****** masses
And let 'em know that it's coming
Like

I was wearing it first
I'm on that f*** what you say, it's my way
Fashion week, I'm out here slaying
Dressed in like all the latest
b**** you know my money long
Everybody sing this song
I'm not even concerned
I'm on that f*** what you say, it's my way
Fashion week, I'm out here slaying
Dressed in like all the latest
Killing these m************
And s******* 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*** what you say, it's my way
Fashion week, I'm out here slaying
Dressed in like all the latest
b**** you know my money long
Everybody sing this song
I'm not even concerned
I'm on that f*** what you say, it's my way
Fashion week, I'm out here slaying
Dressed in like all the latest
Killing these m************
And s******* on all these haters

Yo, I like to brag alone
f*** dudes in rag and bone
Obsess over chicks who look like Mary Kate and Ashley clones
Helmut Lang and Philip Lim
Trashy b****, in classy clothes
Pop that s***, then pop them pills
'Til I feel like a fancy drone
Never catch me at the club
I get high and dance alone
b****, I'm on that boss s***
On that upper echelon
Y'all n***** know what kind of x I'm on
Y'all b****** scared get your sweat shop on
And I'm running everything
With a mother f****** sprain
Watching the rest of y'all
Get your rest stops on
I was wearing it first
I'm on that f*** what you say, it's my way
Fashion week, I'm out here slaying
Dressed in like all the latest
b**** you know my money long
Everybody sing this song
I'm not even concerned
I'm on that f*** what you say, it's my way
Fashion week, I'm out here slaying
Dressed in like all the latest
Killing these m************
And s******* on all these haters

Everybody sing this song
Everybody sing this song
Everybody sing this song
Everybody sing this song
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