High End Fashion Lyrics – Asco, Young Adz

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[Intro: Asco]
Mulli, 29
It’s only right
Ayy
Look, look
(Beatfreakz)

[Verse 1: Asco]
Anytime I spoke, it was facts
I ain’t never told, I don’t know ’bout jack s*it
I was on the road getting racks
Untold O’s got sold in my trap

I done sold weed, bobs, coke and crack
I ain’t never deets, I don’t know ’bout that
S*it ain’t cheap, blow a n!gga whole stack
But I stayed in the T so I got it all back
N!gga, I’m a G, stay ten toes down
See her back from the front, she ain’t gotta turn ’round
If she turn ’round, that’s back on bounce
And she only fu*ks Mulli, she ain’t fu*king on clown
If it ain’t about Mulli, then I ain’t got time
Now I’m back with the Mulli man, it’s about time
Think I’m from Church Road the way I got 9’s
And I got bine, fours and fives
And I got twos and shoes
And they all laced up too
I really mash dough, really caked off food
Yeah, I’m really caked up too
It’s only big wave anytime I make moves
Big face when I’m in the Range or the coupe
She gave me sick brain soon as she came through
She know the kick game and the drip through the roof
They know I spit flame and it’s true

[Chorus: Asco]
Said the Mulli won’t forward if it ain’t about rackems
Shorty got backems, she bad and swagging

And she gonna buss it, true I came through splashing
I pulled up dripping in high-end fashion
A n!gga might die tryna catch a n!gga lacking
Cah we ain’t never slipping, you know we got the brrrt
And she gonna buss it, true I came through splashing
I pulled up dripping in high-end fashion

[Verse 2: Young Adz]
Free Bazz, a million in pebs is light (Mm)
Motherfu*k who done it first, 29 done it right
Ain’t a rapper in my country that can chat to me ’bout ice
Skelly on hammers, Loodi with the clappers
A ticket on jewels, but I prayed for a million then
Twenty M’s worth of cribs, I ain’t living in them
M worth of game like Gilly and them, yeah
Akh gon’ shoot like Killian
Prayed for ceramics hit stains with the ‘matics
Brushed my teeth in the T house and stayed with the addicts
DBE big league, could never pay for no baddie
Bought her new titties, she wanted them so badly (No cap)
I was getting blocks sprayed from Paris (No cap)
Gotta shout out my white boy Paddy
Twenty bricks in the boot like a cabby
You pray every day when you become a daddy
I just put my daughter on a PJ
Three Birkies, no occasion, it’s a weekday
I snapped it to show you she made you wait months just to hit
When I’m drunk and I’m lit, she my go-to
Went blonde or went Goku (Mm)
Heard you rap good, act good, none of my clappers know you
Twelve platinum plaques, seven times in the O2
And anywhere you see me in London, I’ll bet it’s local

[Chorus: Asco]
Said the Mulli won’t forward if it ain’t about rackems
Shorty got backems, she bad and swagging
And she gonna buss it, true I came through splashing
I pulled up dripping in high-end fashion
A n!gga might die tryna catch a n!gga lacking
Cah we ain’t never slipping, you know we got the brrrt
And she gonna buss it, true I came through splashing
I pulled up dripping in high-end fashion