High Fashion -

See how ya’ll at me, it’s how they at me

Tryin' catch me, tryin' snatch us

Fly and flashy

Say I’m fashion

I’m high fashion, I’m on acid

I move like I’m on acid, grind I’m high fashion

I do it real drastic, I do it real drastic

Everything everlasting, money stretch like elastic

Oh, oh, oh

And I’m strapped with that plastic

And I’m strapped with that plastic

I love this music with a passion

Maison Margiela blunts, Louboutin double cups

Designer jersey get seamed up, if it tastes good

Niggas rollin' like rollers might roll up in dun-ta-duns

Don’t think that I’ve had enough

Cause I been on the binge

Scored a coke model that’s a high fashion win

Splurgin' in the mall got me spendin' all my ends

Yeah, we made it to the hills now

Coke costs a couple bills now

Yeah tell me how it feels now

Tired of motherfuckers who wanna be trill

Yeah, down south it get real

Diamonds two steppin' every time I crack the grill

Niggas still hate hatin' niggas how I live

Fly and flashy, fly and flashy, fly and flashy

In a recession bitch, I got collections bitch

I don’t respect the bitch, I might say fuck the bitch

And then go and fuck the bitch

I seen a psychiatrist, the devil inside me

And I’m tryin' to hide it

This lean got me nauseous, but I keep on usin'

And with so much Givenchy, and they say I’m abusin' it

I went and tried to sit down with the Pope

To tell him I was usin' too much dope

The only way I tell him anything, he gotta plug me in with the coke