High Fashion

(Lavaa Man Baby)

[Intro]
Yeah yeah
Ooooo

These are high fashion

[Hook]
These are high fashion, don’t step on my shoes
Bitch I’m too turnt, you can’t fuck up my mood
All this shit designer, all these labels is designer
All this shit designer, all these labels is designer
These are high fashion, don’t step on my shoes
Bitch I’m too turnt, you can’t fuck up my mood
All this shit designer, all these labels is designer
All this shit designer, all these labels is designer

(Lavaa Man Baby)

[Verse 1]
Exclusive pieces on my body, they a 1 of 1
This fit, kill’em all, like a tommy gun
I’m the bomb, C4 when I step out
I don bough so much shit, I don lost count
High fashion, I got dressed smoking doobies
I cost too much, so ain’t no bumping into me
Bust it out the plastic, fuck manikin
It’s too exclusive, you can’t get that again
Spent some thousands on a fit, I’m super fresh
In a hundred dollar fit, I’m still fresh
Yeah when it’s an event, I turn it up
Every time you see me, I look new as fuck
Awlll
Lavaa

[Hook]
These are high fashion, don’t step on my shoes
Bitch I’m too turnt, you can’t fuck up my mood
All this shit designer, all these labels is designer
All this shit designer, all these labels is designer
These are high fashion, don’t step on my shoes
Bitch I’m too turnt, you can’t fuck up my mood
All this shit designer, all these labels is designer
All this shit designer, all these labels is designer

[Hook]
These are high fashion, don’t step on my shoes
Bitch I’m too turnt, you can’t fuck up my mood
All this shit designer, all these labels is designer
All this shit designer, all these labels is designer

[Outro]
These are high fashion, don’t step on my shoes
These are high fashion, don’t step on my shoes