High - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

I used to say, fuck a name brand

But now they recognize me like I got a name tag

Had to look up in the mirror just to face facts

It seem like nowadays rappers come wit Gucci belts and face tats

So imma wear a Gucci suit wit a face mask

Red carpets‚ red eyes‚ and dead guys

That used to run this nation‚ girls but no relations, oh I’d take that

I’d flash a fake smile for the cameras

And my girl be dressing so scandalous

But I love it tho, and of course she love to smoke

Khalifa Kush‚ plentiful, its top notch cannabis

And when I’m in album mode, I’m awol

I stay workin on my hooks like Nate Dogg

But when its Gala season best believe I’m crowd pleasing

Dressing in some shit from Paris‚ that would have you stop breathing

High fashion, high as fuck, high everything

Imma get it imma get it by any means

It was all a dream

High fashion, high as fuck, high everything

Imma get it imma get it by any means

It was all a dream

I feel different when I’m draped up

Might spend a couple pay stubs, on some new Margiela blazers

They used to forsake us, now they pay to see us on stages

Rap wit a flow precise like lasers, smoking on kush and its coming in flavors

I swear this feeling I got is contagious

Cuz all my woadies they be on the same shit

We built the studio right out the basement

5 beats a day in the lab on that Ye shit

I’d be lying if I said I’m over flexing

Wit the new girl I might pull up on my exes

Yeah, and its fuck what you thinkin’ unless you thank me

Went to L’mont they say bon apetite

If we make it tonight we can make it a week

My hunnets is blue and the Bugatti green

And its missin’ the roof on it, you feel the breeze

Feelin’ like Egon I’m chosen to lead

And we look so alive and that’s word to Tay Keith, we just gotta believe

High fashion, high as fuck, high everything

Imma get it imma get it by any means

It was all a dream

High fashion, high as fuck, high everything

Imma get it imma get it by any means

It was all a dream