High Fashion

[Produced by Metro Boomin, Southside & WondaGurl]

[Intro]

We, we, we predicted this you hear me, we predicted this

[Hook: Future]

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

Tryin' catch me, tryin' snatch shit

Fly and flashy, say I'm fashion

I'm high fashion, I'm on acid

I move like I'm on acid, and 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

[Verse 1: Travi$ Scott]

Maison Margiela blunts, Louboutin double cups

Designer drugs, it get seamed up if it tastes cut

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

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 (straight up)

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

[Hook: Future]

[Verse 2: Future]

(Fly and flashy, fly and flashy, fly and flashy, oh oh oh)

Ain't no 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' it

I wear so much Givenchy, that they say I'm abusin' it

I went and tried to sit down with the Pope

And tell him I was usin' too much dope

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

[Hook: Future]