[Verse 1: Le1f] I'm lookin Laffy Taffy Give me an engine, I'll get to crafting But they never called me tiger daddy So they say I'm banjee captain cla**y I'm feelin happy nappy And I'm so sedated scrappy [?] like fancy [?] But I carry on and on Easily editorial, the look is bomb And they wanna know what store did I go to And they wanna know, can they go to? They wanna know how it all started Ten dollars [?] First off, second hand Skin tone, s**y contacts A la**ie [?] hella options The whole crew is beast mode Call us ox, fam [Hook: DonChristian] Hang me out to dry outside today I don't care about what they say (I'm on display) Clothes is over, don't have time to change Still I'm runway ready [Verse 2: DonChristian] Back to the drawing board You see me bored in cla**, I snored And you was like "oh sh**, I'm comin for that cake" He f**in tore it up like Wheel of Fortune [?] That we lay and lay around your neck And let me lead you to it Take you to the water and some purple troopers [?] stupid And I can't [?] Cause I be up in the range, b Too many things to see Spend my time preciously [?] Where you think I get these patterns and these f**in pleats n***a I'm in these streets And know I'm mad chill 125th for the Look Book Oh you cookin? Lemme bring my friend Got some prosciutto in the ice box in the range, fam [Hook: DonChristian & Rahel] [Verse 3: Rahel] See me come from a mile away I won't pay it Cause I gotta cash these shows (and I gotta work these hoes) Been to London, Paris and don't need a crowd Cause I'm wearin me [Outro: DonChristian & Rahel] Yeah I'm in these streets and I'm mad chill Cause I'm wearing 125th for the Look Book Yeah I'm in these streets and I'm mad chill Cause I'm wearing Runway ready Runway ready Runway ready Runway ready