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High Fashion (feat. Mustard) (Clean Version)

Roddy Ricch, Mustard

FromPlease Excuse Me for Being Antisocial

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Mustard on the beat, hoe

Shawty made that *** clap, she don′t need no applause
High fashion, like Goyard
G-Wagon or the Rover?
I put some ice on you ’cause you got a cold heart
I know I gotta keep my shawty on go, go, go
Drop that *** to the floor-floor, yeah
Ah-ah, woah
You ain′t gotta deal with none of these ****** no more

If we hop in the Benz is that okay?
Is it okay if I call you my Prada bae?
I ain’t no player, I just got a lot of baes
But let me tell you, I like you a lot, bae
I wanna start at the top and the bottom, bae
Know you want the shoe with the red on the bottom, bae
You know I like when you ride at the top, bae

She want Chane’-ne′, Dio′-o’
I′m only doin’ cash, I don′t need promo
I pull up to the high rise, I’m in the four-four
Inside cocoa
If I got a feeling, I keep it inside my heart
And I keep a Patek, too, ′cause I don’t do facades
You see my diamonds even when I’m in the dark
And since you got it, it make you go and do anything you want to

Shawty made that *** clap, she don′t need no applause
High fashion like Goyard (Like Goyard)
G-Wagon or the Rover? (Skrrt)
I put some ice on you ′cause you got a cold heart (Ooh-ooh)
I know I gotta keep my shawty on go, go, go (Shawty on go, go, yeah)
Drop that *** to the floor-floor, yeah
Ah-ah, woah
You ain’t gotta deal with none of these ****** no more

If we hop in the Benz is that okay?
Is it okay if I call you my Prada bae?
I ain′t no player, I just got a lot of baes
But let me tell you, I like you a lot, bae
I wanna start at the top and the bottom, bae
Know you want the shoe with the red on the bottom, bae
You know I like when you ride at the top, bae

If I hit it from the back, she gon’ hit the sidewalk
If she got a best friend with her, take her back to my loft
Got her five in the mornin′, wildin’, wildin′
And her name ain’t Megan but she a stallion, stallion
Better keep my hoes divided, ‘member I was pullin′ up in the valley
And you know I take her soul when she ridin′
Sweater and her sneakers are Kenzo
Shawty know to drop it low like a limbo
Every time we kick it like Timbo, woah, woah, woah

Shawty made that *** clap, she don’t need no applause
I put some ice on you ′cause you got a cold heart (Ooh-ooh)
I know I gotta keep my shawty on go, go, go (Yeah)
Drop that *** to the floor-floor, yeah

Shawty made that *** clap, she don’t need no applause
High fashion, like Goyard
G-Wagon or the Rover?
I put some ice on you ′cause you got a cold heart
I know I gotta keep my shawty on go, go, go
Drop that *** to the floor-floor, yeah
Ah-ah, woah
You ain’t gotta deal with none of these ****** no more

If we hop in the Benz is that okay?
Is it okay if I call you my Prada bae?
I ain′t no player, I just got a lot of baes
But let me tell you, I like you a lot, bae
I wanna start at the top and the bottom, bae
Know you want the shoe with the red on the bottom, bae
You know I like when you ride at the top, bae