N.Dizz - High Fashion

Money move mission
D-fresh beats
No camera in the stu
Yea this high fashion
They bettin on me
I do my job
Parlay magician
Lay down with me
We get freaky
Come feel submission
Laid down with me
She feel crazy
She want an infant
I'm sorry I set off
All your triggers
I'm sorry you not hot
Don't get me goin
I'm focused a lock box
Locked in for real
His casket a hot box
Name smoked for real
Do business on wifi
I think you tripping
You cry over thottie
I think you trivial
Don't cry over bodies
Don't feel no feelings
Don't cry over nothing
I swear I'm thugging
Yea I'm that same one
I swear be bugging
I send boys skiing
Through iMessage
She try to scam em
She facetiming
He proud his scamming
I try stay silent
Money move mission
D-fresh beats
No camera in the stu
Yea this high fashion
They bettin on me
I do my job
Parlay magician
Lay down with me
We get freaky
Come feel submission
Laid down with me
She feel crazy
She want an infant
I'm sorry I set off
All your triggers
I'm sorry you not hot
Don't get me goin
I'm focused a lock box
Locked in for real
His casket a hot box
Name smoked for real
Gang gang in the club now
Dap the whole hood up now
Better act right while you showin' face
Them stories really do matter
Them horny broads on sunset
A hollywood star no name yet
A dime bag trapper rapper
With a bitch they call the baddest
Money move mission
D-fresh beats
No camera in the stu
Yea this high fashion
They bettin on me
I do my job
Parlay magician
Lay down with me
We get freaky
Come feel submission
Laid down with me
She feel crazy
She want an infant

Written by:
Noah Delorme

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