High Fashion

Who knows, how can I win Oh man, where have I been  I feel your pain, so real Hi there, one more sin I probably got a third bitch saying that I’m lying I don’t even care bout your life, ain’t no mine You pulled up 40 by that time I had been dying  Hop out of the Porch, yea, bitch, I got shine I like the beat I like the stop I like the scene Baby, where can I start I might turn around your culture cause it’s all my life about I sincerely hope that you, Will, easily can work it out Let’s just have a little fun, remaining hours I believe that I can take it really slow (Take it slow) Maybe we could get some weed and make it faster (Hmm) Maybe we could only f*ck and nothing more Nothing more Nothing more Nothing more Nothing more I got that bitches - Yamaha Top down that bitches in garage New place I visit in and out High fashion, put it out (put it out) I got that bitches - Yamaha Top down that bitches in garage New place I visit in and out High fashion, put it out Put it out, girl Put it out, girl I got everything In and out, girl I got evil I got rival I don’t need it I go viral I got dishes That’s what I know That’s ambitious That’s where I’ll go What’s your digits What’s your inflow Irreligious Read your bible (Amen) I’m like wow In a way That your sole Doesn’t fade I’m alone Every day I got hoes That’s a wave No one ever spoke About it Kinda lame That’s my fame Ya all same I don’t really give a damn What’s your game I'm a flame Fix your aim Spinning frame Counterclaim You already know my name I got that bitches - Yamaha Top down that bitches in garage New place I visit in and out High fashion, put it out I got that bitches - Yamaha Top down that bitches in garage New place I visit in and out High fashion, put it out I got that bitches - Yamaha Top down that bitches in garage New place I visit in and out High fashion put it out (Put it out) I got that bitches - Yamaha (In my heart) Top down that bitches in garage (Bitches in my garage) New place I visit in and out High fashion put it out