FASH!ON!

(Coda21 on the track)

[Chorus]

Boy what you want from me?
You can't get nothin' for free, (uh-huh)
Sippin' on wock in the backseat
She gon' give me top, I call her fake taxi

Run through my hood
And you know we taxin'
Yo shit yeah we may just jack it
What size you wear lil homie, yeah I really like your jacket

Yeah, all about my fashion, fashion, I'm an icon
My bitch only dress in the latest she wear nylon
And, yeah, I feel just like Uzi, my bitch call me myron
I'm making all this bank, you can call it Tyra, okay

[Verse]

Aye, stay up out my face and out my lane
I'm over here making all these new trends, these new wavеs
I haven't even startеd yet, Ima change the game
They gon' know my name, I won't change up for no change

Or a chain, I ain't no slave
To this game, woah, wait
Uh, 300 and it's stashed inside the place
Where I'm posted at?, I'm in East L.A. boy

Who the fuck is you?
You a lame boy
You all sound the same boy
You hungry for the fame boy

They see my style, they copy n' paste
They know that I'm on a new wave
The shit that I seen, I take it to the grave
I came here to drill, I ain't come here to play

[Chorus]

Boy what you want from me?
You can't get nothin' for free, (uh-huh)
Sippin' on wock in the backseat
She gon' give me top, I call her fake taxi

Run through my hood
And you know we taxin'
Yo shit yeah we may just jack it
What size you wear lil homie, yeah I really like your jacket

Yeah, all about my fashion, fashion, I'm an icon
My bitch only dress in the latest she wear nylon
And, yeah, I feel just like Uzi, my bitch call me myron
I'm making all this bank, you can call it Tyra, okay

[Verse]

I'm more stylish, stylish, way more stylish than Billie Eilish, yeah
I don't need no stylist, I stay higher than a fucking pilot, yeah
And I ain't fucking stopping till I get a fucking island, yeah
Anything I want, ima go and buy it, yeah

[Chorus]

Boy what you want from me?
You can't get nothin' for free, (uh-huh)
Sippin' on wock in the backseat
She gon' give me top, I call her fake taxi

Run through my hood
And you know we taxin'
Yo shit yeah we may just jack it
What size you wear lil homie, yeah I really like your jacket

Yeah, all about my fashion, fashion, I'm an icon
My bitch only dress in the latest she wear nylon
And, yeah, I feel just like Uzi, my bitch call me myron
I'm making all this bank, you can call it Tyra, okay