High Fashion Lyrics

Mmmm

Uh Yeah

I put everything into this shit

Mmm mmm

Mmm

Mmm

Mmm aye

Woah

Aye

This how I be feeling sometimes

Mm aye

I

I

I just might fall in love with these racks yeah

I cut her off she calling me back

Jump out the foreign I fumbled the stacks

Your bitch is boring I'm giving her back

I was digging her but she was whack

I don't do no drama I fuck up a sack

Louboutins step with the MCM bag

D&G shirt with the stitching to match

High fashion my belt match my shoes plus my pants sagging

Thirty K all blues peeping my jewels hopping on the bandwagon

Die today if he play put him on the news leave his family so saddened

I been running up the cake and plus I'm in the field I don't need no madden

She suck me toes curled up

Wanna try a dose test your luck

Diamonds by my neck'll leave me choked up

I might lose a stone if I throw up

Fuck a double told em bring me four cups

Yellow gold all my rings froze up

Don't diss that's a free t shirt

Water on my wrist I'm selling skeet skirt

Check out my insta to see how I'm living

The cheese like the pizza I'm stacking my digits

I pop me a Tesla to help with my vision

A sight on my Glock just to help with precision

This from the heart I can barely do written

I just keep making better decisions

They rather see me dead or in prison

These niggas wan' be me I tell em keep living

Had to cut back on just taking prescriptions

I'm wrapped in the gold I look like an Egyptian

I was addicted to breaking the bank

Now I'm addicted to breaking these women

I gotta stack enough dough for my children

Red carpet fashion killing

Gold skin she Brazilian

Bounce back I'm resilient

Slowly I'm devoted

Told her hold it

Packs be gone like hocus hocus

Type of shit that make me focus

She be lurking that was noted

Get that money then I blow it

I ain't know her bought a trojan

Now we somewhere by the ocean

Yeeaaaahhh

High fashion my belt match my shoes plus my pants sagging

Thirty K all blues peeping my jewels hopping on the bandwagon

Die today if he play put him on the news leave his family so saddened

I been running up the cake and plus I'm in the field I don't need no madden

She suck me toes curled up

Wanna try a dose test your luck

Diamonds by my neck'll leave me choked up

I might lose a stone if I throw up

Fuck a double told em bring me four cups

Yellow gold all my rings froze up

Don't diss that's a free t shirt

Water on my wrist I'm selling skeet skirt

Gotta bring a five you want a feature

I don't listen to these lil niggas they some students and I'm like a teacher

He a bitch nigga he a he-her

Shitting on em like it's three turds

Plug know I need three birds

All I do is say the three words

They coming through and they don't rehearse

Italian bitches cooking tetrazzini

With my diamonds dancing you can bet they see me

In these Ray Bans I'm the new Stevie

Get dripped on I'm too Fiji

In these Ray Bans I'm the new Stevie

Get dripped on I'm too Fiji

In these Ray Bans I'm the new Stevie

Get dripped on I'm too Fiji

It's Juke