High Fashion Lyrics – Roddy Ricch

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Song Credits:
Song – High Fashion
Artist – Roddy Ricch
Album – High Fashion

High Fashion Lyrics – Roddy Ricch

High Fashion Lyrics :

Mustard on the beat, ho
Shawty made that ass clap,
she don’t need no applause
High fashion like Goyard

G-Wagen or the Rover?
I put some ice on you ’cause
you got a cold heart
I know I gotta keep my

shawty on go, go, go
Drop that ass to the
floor-floor, yeah Ahh, woah
You ain’t gotta deal with

none of these niggas no more
If we hop in the Benz is that okay?
Is it okay if I call you my Prada bae?
I ain’t no player, I just got a lot of baes

But let me tell you, I like you a lot, bae
I wanna start at the top and the bottom, bae
Know you want the shoe with the red on the bottom, bae
You know I like when you ride at the top, bae

She want Chane’-ne’, Dio’-o’
I’m only doin’ cash, I don’t need promo
I pull up to the high rise, I’m in the four-four
Inside cocoa If I got a feeling,

I keep it inside my heart
And I keep a Patek, too,
’cause I don’t do Versac’
You see my diamonds

even when I’m in the dark
And since you got it, it make
you go and do anything you want to
Shawty made that ass clap,

she don’t need no applause
High fashion like Goyard
G-Wagen or the Rover?
I put some ice on you ’cause

you got a cold heart (Ooh-ooh)
I know I gotta keep my shawty on
go, go, go (Shawty on go, go, yeah)
Drop that ass to the floor-floor, yeah

Ahh, woah You ain’t gotta deal
with none of these niggas no more
If we hop in the Benz is that okay?
Is it okay if I call you my Prada bae?

I ain’t no player, I just got a lot of baes
But let me tell you, I like you a lot, bae
I wanna start at the top and the bottom, bae
Know you want the shoe with the red on the bottom, bae

You know I like when you ride at the top, bae
If I hit it from the back, she gon’ hit the sidewalk
If she got a best friend with her, take her back to my loft
Got her five in the mornin’, wildin’, wildin’

And her name ain’t Megan but
she a stallion, stallion Gotta keep
my hoes divided, ‘member
I was pullin’ up in the valley

And you know I take her soul when she ridin’
Sweater and her sneakers all Kenzo
Shawty know to drop it low like a limbo
every time we kick it like Timbo, woah, woah, woah

Shawty made that ass clap, she
don’t need no applause (Nah, nah)
I put some ice on you ’cause you got
a cold heart (Ooh-ooh)

I know I gotta keep my shawty
on go, go, go (Yeah)
Drop that ass to the floor-floor, yeah

Shawty made that ass clap,
she don’t need no applause
High fashion like Goyard
G-Wagen or the Rover?

I put some ice on you ’cause
you got a cold heart
I know I gotta keep my shawty
on go, go, go Drop that ass

to the floor-floor, yeah
Ahh, woah You ain’t gotta deal with
none of these niggas no more
If we hop in the Benz is that okay?

Is it okay if I call you my Prada bae?
I ain’t no player, I just got a lot of baes
But let me tell you, I like you a lot, bae

I wanna start at the top and the bottom, bae
Know you want the shoe with the red on the bottom, bae
You know I like when you ride at the top, bae

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