Intro
Uh huh,
Lights, Camera, Action,
Picture snappin’ huh
‘Cause it’s all about,
Fashion, what’s hot what’s happenin’
What’s not what’s lackin’, homie it’s
Fashion, who’s poppin’ these tags and
Who’s dropping these magnets, right
Verse
Who’s got the look, who gettin’ seen
Who’s got their act together who can make a scene
Who’s face is takin’ cover on the magazine
And who’s takin’ all these shots at ya self esteem
It’s all about the person that you wanna be
Look at me, doing me, no apologies
Look at me, wanna be a commodity
And if you wanna be yourself this is all you need
Who’s on the team, uniform like a fascist
Who’s outfit is on fire, who’s matchin’
Who’s chasin’ it down till they catch it
Till they get it and it’s gone (poof) magic
New shoes, new hair but I don’t care
If I walk in and the room ain’t starin’
Asking questions, who are you wearin’
Probably some poor kid with no parents
Pre-Chorus
Take a look at that drip
That ice, that wrist, is that
Blood on my hands
A little tragic (tragic)
But don’t you wanna have it
Chorus
Fashion, what’s hot, what’s happenin’
What’s not, what’s lackin’, homie it’s
Fashion, who’s poppin’ these tags and
Who’s droppin’ these magnets bitch it’s
Fashion, what’s hot, what’s happenin’
What’s not, what’s lackin’, homie it’s
Fashion, who’s poppin’ these tags
Who’s droppin’ these magnets, it’s
Fashion
Verse 2
Brand new but they call it a classic
Fabric full a’ micro-plastic
I could give a fuck about the
Planet if I’m not looking fantastic
Got the game all set ‘cause I got it matching
Call me Bjorn Borg, I’m about to make a racket
I’m forever 21 but the catch is
Right around the corner I can never catch it huh
Hard practice for the soft fabric
What do we think is attractive huh
Paper thin girls get your belts fastened
On the runway we land, no crashin’
Cat walk, but the cat’s been fastin’
No dog tags for kids missin’ in action
Who’s to blame for the factories collapsin’
Who’s name is on the label in the back
And I wonder how these people go to sleep but I know
That they don’t gotta reap what they let the kids sow cause we
Want the likes and want the looks, so we just keep lettin’ them off the hook for that
Fashion
Pre-Chorus
Take a look at that drip
That ice, that wrist, is that
Blood on my hands
A little tragic
But don’t you wanna have it
(Don’t you wanna have)
Chorus
Fashion, what’s hot, what’s happenin’
What’s not, what’s lackin’, homie it’s
Fashion, who’s poppin’ these tags and
Who’s droppin’ these magnets bitch it’s
Fashion, what’s hot, what’s happenin’
What’s not, what’s lackin’, homie it’s
Fashion, who’s poppin’ these tags
Who’s droppin’ these magnets, it’s
Fashion, what’s hot, what’s happenin’
What’s not, what’s lackin’, homie it’s
Fashion, who’s poppin’ these tags and
Who’s droppin’ these magnets bitch it’s
Fashion, what’s hot, what’s happenin’
What’s not, what’s lackin’, homie it’s
Fashion, who’s poppin’ these tags
Who’s droppin’ these magnets, now let’s
Go
And in case you ain’t know
It’s KDRC and Benjamin Fro, and
Fenne on the down low
Saying that fast fashion’s got’s to go
