(We ain’t trippin’ 'cause them liars) can’t fade us
(Liars finna get your change) you can’t fade us
Nah, nah, they can’t fade us
You can’t fade us

Hold up, um, I whip a two to a eight
I fuck her one night to 2, stick a few in the safe
I’m slippin' through in the Wraith, can’t get this shoe in the States
Nigga, you in the way, your bitch a 2 in the face
I rock yellow gold, fuck hella hoes
Rock Maison Martin Margiela clothes
I tell a ho like I'm selling O's
Look, once I bag it, I let it go
I flossed up with the top off and I bust up like a top off
This bitch hop off of y’all knockoffs
We make movies, no box office
I slide off with a brunette, wake up with a few blondes
My hoes do Louboutins, your hoes do futons
Ride with no roof on
If I hit, my man hit, like we buy hoes on Groupons
If I fuck you, it’s on my new song

Beat it ’til I break it, beat it ’til I break it, woah
If that thing fat, go on, shake it ho
Beat it ’til I break it, beat it ’til I break it, woah
If that thing fat, go on, shake it ho

(We ain’t trippin’ 'cause them lames) can’t fade us
(Liars finna get your change) you can’t fade us
Nah, nah, they can’t fade us
You can’t fade us
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
They can’t fade us, can’t fade us

Yo, I don’t scoop a hoochie ‘less she got a floozy with a two
Then Daffy Ducky will come and get goofy with the crew
Naw, my shoe ain’t Gucci, but I’m Gucci with the shoe
Yeah, there’s bodies in my trunk and my roof be in it too
I got nine hustles, I’m tryin’ to juggle to make the profile double
You tried to juggle
I hit your head through my time humble
Squad tight, they talk white like Bryant Gumbel
Count the money, no time to duffle, I paper bag it
Drop the top and I paper tag it
Got a new Glock and I’m laser taggin’
I made it happen with two blondes, woke up with a brunette
My favorite things, new shoes, new sex, new checks
We all got on V-necks, but you should do the crew next
Ooh, yes, give me head first like it’s two plus
'Cause I just want to

Beat it ’til I break it, beat it ’til I break it, woah
If that thing fat, go on, shake it ho
Beat it ’til I break it, beat it ’til I break it, woah
If that thing fat, go on, shake it ho

(We ain’t trippin’ 'cause them lames) can’t fade us
(Liars finna get your change) you can’t fade us
Nah, nah, they can’t fade us
You can’t fade us
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
They can’t fade us, can’t fade us

Beat it ’til I break it, beat it ’til I break it, woah
If that thing fat, go on, shake it ho
You ain’t camera shy, take a picture trick
I’m just tryin’ to come through and visit when you ain’t busy
You got your homegirls, I got my homeboys with me
We them boys from the city, yeah, I run my city
And when I come to your hood, I got some real ones with me
Yeah, I’ve been grindin’ all day and night
Tryin’ to make sure I get it right
Get it tight, make her go good night
Eh, put her out, candle light

Can’t fade us, you can’t fade us
Nah, nah, they can’t fade us, can’t fade us
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
They can’t fade us, can’t fade us, yeah, yeah

Beat it ’til I break it, beat it ’til I break it, woah
If that thing fat, go on, shake it ho
Beat it ’til I break it, beat it ’til I break it, woah
If that thing fat, go on, shake it ho

(We ain’t trippin’ 'cause them lames)
(Liars finna get your change)
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Can't Fade Us Lyrics

King Los – Can't Fade Us Lyrics

Songwriters: CHRISTOPHER PHYOMM WASHINGTON, CARLOS COLEMAN, TYRONE WILLIAM GRIFFIN JR., JORDAN HOLT, DIJON ISAIAH MCFARLANE
Can't Fade Us lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, THE ADMINISTRATION MP INC

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