High Fashion Travis Scott (Ft. Future)

[Intro: Future]
We, we, we predicted this
You was ignorant, we predicted this

[Chorus: Future]
See how y'all at me? You see how they at me?
They tryna catch me, tryna snatch shit
Fly and flashy, say I'm fashion
I'm high fashion, I'm on acid
I move like I'm on acid, and I'm high-fashion
I do it real drastic, I do it real drastic
Everything everlasting, money stretch like elastic
Oh, oh, oh, and I'm strapped with that plastic
And I'm strapped with that plastic
I love this music with a passion
Ah yeah-yeah-yeah

[Verse 1: Travis Scott]
Maison Margiela blunts (Yeah), Louis Vuitton double cups (Yeah)
Designer drugs, you get seamed up if it tastes cut
Niggas rollin' like rollers, might roll up in dun-ta-dun (Straight up)
Don't think that I've had enough (La Flame)
Cause I been on the binge
Scored a coke model, that's a high fashion win
Splurgin' in the mall got me spendin' all my ends
Yeah, we made it to the hills now (Straight up)
Coke costs a couple bills now
Yeah, tell me how it feels now
Tired of motherfuckers wanna be trill
Yeah, down south, it get real
Diamonds two steppin' every time I crack the grill
Niggas still hate hatin' niggas how I live