High Fashion

Yeah, what do you know about this?

I'm rocking all black Raf Simons, I swear to god I can't miss

I was in Fashion Week, New York, and I went right there with my goddamn bitch

Next week, we flew to LA now i'm at Rodeo, I'm lookin' for Ricks

I got high fashion on my kicks, and I still ain't leave my home

Try to ID my fit, swear to god you can't find this Chrome

Talking bout "imma hit you" like lil boy what is you talking bout, leave me alone

I'm rocking Middleman and Undercover swear to god this shit ain't even in the store

Can't even find this shit across the globe

You can only find it in my crib

I ain't never ever ever ever had to go down there to Saks Fifth