[Intro: KEY!]
Ayy
Ayy, Tony!
Paris, Milan, New York

[Chorus: KEY!]
Okay, fashion week, fashion week
Fashion week, it's fashion week
Fashion week, fashion week
Fashion week, it's fashion week

[Verse 1: KEY!]
Can't control myself, can't control myself, huh
That bitch slimed a n***a, think she YSL
That bitch slimed a n***a, think she's Gunna
Get in trouble, run your mouth, you talk too much, huh
Welch's grape juice, bitch, suck me up
Used to roll extendos, that's a double dutch, huh
You lamer than a joint, what a crutch
Fuckin' a bitch and she got pastels from Ian
Ayy, right now I can't believe just what I'm bein'
In Harajuku right now, [?]
Okay, right now fuckin' a bitch and she's Belizean
Okay

[Chorus: KEY!]
Okay, fashion week, fashion week
Fashion week, it's fashion week
Fashion week, fashion week
Fashion week, it's fashion week
[Verse 2: Sonny Digital]
Yeah, scam a n***a ass out in a fresh pair of them new Bottegas
Yeah, YSL on me, ayy, want slime you a hater
Woah, CC [?] bitch, hate when I need a quick favor
Ayy, my Dio'-o' ho, lil' bro, so please don't save her
Yeah, fashion week, fashion week
Ayy, only talk [?] with lil' bitch, you ain't even gotta ask, that's me
You ain't making no waves, lil' n***a, 'cause you lame, and yo' fashion weak
How you smokin' on zaza, wearin' that Zara, ayy, 'cause ya fashion cheap
Woah, might hit yo' mommy in a booger that was made by Ponti'
Woah, talk money everyday, might as well get a grill from Johnny
Bitches tryna kick it like FIFA, hit Reese then I get a lil' diva
Put it on everyday just for leisure, big steppin', young n***a I see ya

[Chorus: KEY!]
Fashion week, fashion week
Fashion week, it's fashion week
Fashion week, fashion week
Fashion week, it's fashion week