Check Ya Fabrics DRAM

[Intro]
Yo, what happened to this shit, ho?
Keep going, it sounded great!

Tell Fatima that my sneaker that I paid too much from Neiman's...
Gotta... gotta flow, gotta flow
Gotta go, gotta go
And my only first time puttin' these mothafuckas on
I only have eyes on my clothes
I love my clothes like I love my girl that I hold close at night
I got so many clothes in there it'll make you lose your mind
I got suitcases and suitcases and shoelaces upon shoelaces
Two options, but I keep the ones in
Blue faces, blue faces, I got...
I got Fear of God, I got Prada
I got Gucci on, I got Balenciaga, but they did me wrong
I'm waitin' for I can get my discount on
I'm waitin', man, I'm addicted to these clothes, dawg
I'm addicted to wearin' 'em at my shows, dawg
Wearin' 'em out every time I step out, wearin' it
All times of the day, I be in the house fresh like
Why the fuck is he doin' that shit? You don't know what happened next
Might be somethin', ill happened
Grab out your phone and look at your fabrics
Them shits is good, your gold is glowin', nigga, you got it
Them shits is good, your juice is glowin', nigga, you got it
Dammit, bruh, dammit, bruh, dammit, bruh
Remember when I used to eat them made sandwiches
From my mama like it was lunch, made, lunch, made
I was at the shipyard [?]
I brush and roll, brush and roll
That brush and roll
12 dollars [?] 12 fucks, that's right before the tax
You know that they 'bout to take 1/6th of that
Oh, Uncle Sam