Cléo - HIGH FASHION Lyrics

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 backed in
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 f*cked 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...