A$AP Rocky
Fashion
¡IT’S ALESSANDRO!
6th Sense
Yeah I got powers
Fuck you if you doubt me bitch

I'm addicted to addicts
Bringing tragedy to tragic
Events in drunk Manhattan
Sitting silently in satin
And it's burning on my lips
To tell you what will happen
But your sitting at the edge of your seat
Baby that's fashion

I'm hopeless
But when I wear you as a T-shirt
I'm best dressed

But like a cape
You hide the truth
To escape your fate

And even when it’s
Not wet wet wet wet

You gaslight me
You get me drunk
In Manhattan
Let me stay over
Call you my prince
Well it’s burning on my lips
To tell you what will happen
But you're sitting at the edge of your seat
And baby that's fashion

It’s burning on my lips
To tell you what will happen

I bet you think you shut me out
And tell your friends I should come out
I guess you'll never figure out
That ignorance, it is just bliss
The world it wants to knock me out
But I can fight, I tear it down
And I'm sick of settling
Why you always meddling, with my good day?

Fuck
Are you guys ready for this next one?
It’s crazy
Yeah, yeah, yeah!

Talk about fashion
Talk about fashion
I have a mask on my face
Makes me look dashing
You’re all two faced
Masked before CDC masking
Bury your career in my yard
Call me Carole Baskin
Broke and bougie over here
I'm a hundred dollar heir
Find me at TJ MAXX
Cheap Calvin Klein to wear
Yes I still chill in Klein
So I tell them to beware
Asking if they can try me
So I tell them truth or dare

Ask him if he’s my brother
Or if he’s my heir
I wear Camo to the barber
So he can’t copy my hair
Tell him to cut the similes
Because he can’t compare
Talk like he’s from Italy?
But I haven’t seen him there