HIGH FASHION

Damn! Guess who's back again Told her bring your fine ass here, with your baddest friend Shit, me and my dawg just touched down like this Madden Out here in the field, you know the whole team be packing Out here, off the porch The whole team for action Careful I ain't scratch that paint when I'm back then Smoking all these papes up, it's High Fashion It's High Fashion, it's High Fashion Posting all these tapes, what? I got classics I ain't got no guap, rich ain't Heart, You can imagine Plus I can't stop, drop the top, I ain't gon' be crashing When you writing with them titans, we get to clashing If I'm finna talk that shit, make it happen I make it happen Had to learn about saving, was impatient while I stacked it Remember days as a Jit To pick a fit, was going batshit Was going Batshit... Had them hand-me-downs, it was handed down, I made it lasting Used to be f*ck life, still I had fucked her with passion Knew there was more to this shit than just the cashing Can't express enough words to fit in a caption More than life than just some likes for the satisfaction They call me crazy, kinda sane amidst all this madness On point, Fye this joint, you know that I packed it Shoutout to my brothers, Out the Gutter, High Fashion Yeah, that's High Fashion Yeah, that's High Fashion Yeah, that's High Fashion Yeah, we walking in this bitch, Now that's High Fashion High Fashion, High Fashion I'm walking in this bitch, I'm high, So that's High Fashion High Fashion, High Fashion High fashion, I'm walking in this bitch, now you know that's High Fashion High Fashion, High Fashion...