New York Fashion Week twenty-one and I'm in YSL Denim
Denim tight, thigh pads on me
Got them looking like what's in them
Hit her two times then I woosah
Mmm I got a switch with me
Hop out the drop top get them kidnapped guess they think I'm not kidding
Clothes shopping with the Chrome with them
That's your man I guess you going with him
Those not his I can tell it don't fit him
Selling white girl that no rhythm
Dover just to go and dress down
Alyx fabric to my toe now
Maison Margiela the coat now
Monte Rose right on the shirt now
Bad shit with me right here in the trap
Slim shit, bad ting' Kyla Pratt
Yo no sé bitch I don't know, I'm high
She built like a bottle I rub on her thighs
Number(N)ine, Vivi can't make up my mind
She a co-star freak wanna know what's my sign
Fourty-three euro step right in mainline
The Number(N)ine, Vivienne at the same time
My clothes better, my hoes better
I look better, got more cheddar
My cars faster, my hoes badder
The Rick knit make the hoe madder
They know I'm fly for no reason I'm moving on auto-pilot
Take off for the weekend I took her out to Maui
Nato can you style me? Nato can you style me?
Took her out to fashion week now she think she Halle
And I got the Prada for myself cause you weren't proud of me
They say "Nato is that YSL" and I said boy obviously
Undercover denim for a little bit of privacy
I know I'm the one they be eye-ing me
I know that they think they as fly as me
I know that nigga ain't as high as me
Hmm hmmm
Hm hmm
New York Fashion Week twenty-one and I'm in YSL Denim
Denim tight, thigh pads on me
Got them looking like what's in them
Hit her two times then I woosah
Mmm I got a switch with me
Hop out the drop top get them kidnapped guess they think I'm not kidding
Clothes shopping with the Chrome with them
That's your man I guess you going with him
Those not his I can tell it don't fit him
Selling white girl that no rhythm
Dover just to go and dress down
Alyx fabric to my toe now
Maison Margiela the coat now
Monte Rose right on the shirt now