Fashion Show

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Lancey Foux] Uh, you see how I step on the road, huh Must be a demon, Chrome Heart crosses, they thinking I sold my soul Must be a ghost, I feel like Virgil, put on my Louis Vuitton (Ha) Pull up with forty-five cars like Trump, don't ask what the fuck I'm on They singing the President's song (Chyeah), and I got my President on Two 18Ks on smoke, you know I'm on Cheech & Chong (Yeah, yeah) I told Kweng "This life is a game, you just gotta be Player 1" Before I put in the coin, I can see it and feel it, I already won Do my dance when I'm levelling up (Ha) [Verse 2: Kwengface & Lancey Foux] Look, drip hard got me levelling up This Dior fit cost seven and up (Spill it, spill it) I ain't wore Nike for the whole week, Prada kicks when I'm pebblin' grub I admit I'm a menacing fuck, but you can't deny that my swag is nuts I admit I'm a menacing fuck, but you can't deny that my drip is nuts (Chyeah) Sacai for a ski trip (Ha), I just spent 10k and didn't feel it (Nah, nah) LV got it tattooed on my skin, I mean it (I mean it) Dior my kicks but my jacket Givenchy (Given- Givenchy) Big 22s, my shorty ma got 23s (Come on) [Verse 3: Lancey Foux] She twenty-three, tryna sex on the beach, I sand her off (Ha, ha) Walk in the dry cleaners and they call me Berluti boss (Ha) Back then I had crocodile teeth, see a young nigga rocking Lacoste And she know I spent two or three, now she saying "I'm cute, I'm hot" Yeah, A-COLD-WALL carbon fleece, got A-COLD-WALL carbon rug And you know JME made the beat so Boy Better Know we get bun You get spun I was rocking the Rick with my chains and the leathers on when I sit in the sun In 2020 had the fashion for Spring, Summer, Fall, 21 (Chyeah) In the dance with the killers, we all the ready, can't be anyone Ain't been shopping in a minute 'cause all my clothes been one of one (Yeah, yeah) Flex Washington living, got different women coming round (Ha), mmh Italian menace, I'm in Venice It's bella, bella, bella ciao (Chyeah) [Verse 4: Kwengface & Lancey Foux] Look, different bitches be coming round (Oi, come here) Huh, flirty (Oi, come here) Sweet one done gave me a hug Now she got makeup up on my Burberry Rambo in Amiri jeans Drilling in style when I stepped out certy Offending yutes with Fendi All Nike Tech when I do man dirty (Chyeah) Diesel whip, Diesel jeans, kicks be Diesel too (Ha) We trap out the Moncler, and I don't do drills in my Canada Goose Bottega Voneta, I can't even lie, man, I rock them boots (Can't lie) [Verse 5: Lancey Foux] Leather Nutella, and the exterior chocolate mousse I'm in the mirror, psycho, I'm playing duck, duck, goose (Uh) Gimme a letter, walk in my wardrobe, I bet you could choose Cinderella, Louis Vuitton on a glass shoe I'm swagging forever, when I'm putting it on I can't lose (Ha)