High Fashion (feat. Future)

Travis Scott

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    [Future]
    We, we, we predicted this, you hear me?
    We predicted this

    See how y'all at me? You see how they at me?
    They tryna catch me, tryna 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

    [Travis Scott]
    Maison Margiela blunts, Louis Vuitton double cups
    Designer drugs, you 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 (la flame)
    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

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    [Future]
    See how y'all at me? You see how they at me?
    They tryna catch me, tryna 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
    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

    See how y'all at me? You see how they at me?
    They tryna catch me, tryna 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

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    Composición: Travis Scott, Future y Hustle Gang

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