The New Face Of Fashion

I think we need to talk, brother

I seen you at the club

You cut those jeans with a box cutter

That ain't a natural rip or tear

I don't get why you're trying to fix your hair

Dunks are dead when i fucking say so

My good friends, they no longer go to halo

Cause people there look at you without choices

Your clothes seem a lot like your voices

And that don't sit well

You usually stand, take your gloves off and you ain't using your hands

I do the cadence stomp, i swear it's the best dance

Rappers give up, they all wear sweatpants

Colored bandanas and oversized jerseys

They rock the same tees even when they're over thirty

But they've been on black number about gun culture

It makes me not want to tell the cops

Gosh, i wear pink unironically

I wave my big fist at my friend androgyny

I am the ironic blackage

A fakeover steakhouse party, color me moriarty

Very fashionable, miss

I think that you are very fashionable, miss

Girl don't try and cop me a call

Fifty rocks for some stock that they got in the mall

You probably shouldn't have bought that at all

Do you have any respect for yourself?

Not at all

My apologies, i worked at a thrift store

Your style is dead, bought you flowers from the gift store

Hipster scenester, i don't care like weasel

I'd feel like an ad if my shirt said diesel

I'm not a kid millionaire, i pass rockets

While you pay a few pills for some hooks on your ass pockets

It's just another cash crop crossin in the crib

A trudeau wearing an asscot

My dear it's an art you see, of pantsdrop

Give them a little run to get pigheaded like a mascot

You're on the hustler bus, but it's your last stop

Have not worry, they all scurry till the math drops

Very fashionable, miss

I think that you are very fashionable, miss

Heavy drinkers, we bump to heavy blinkers

We don't do much, and we don't do much

We'll use them, but they won't use us

Cause these little girls won't come for free

With nudie jeans and chace stays pink

The gamebreakers and all the tapes that they make

They hate anyone that looks different

They contradict, they remind me of good prisons

No decision, you know why they call it a catwalk?

Because it's a thin line from which many in the past flop

You castoff cutouts, and misshapes

I'd rock a lampshade if i could get some fixed pay

They want to blow up like rick james

Until designers run through and they give them the ixnay

It's a sick game, but i know girls that play it

They sling power to the dudes that say this:

Very fashionable, miss

I think that you are very fashionable, miss