Nu Clothes

CHORUS New clothes feel good 'Til they don’t feel good anymore Kudos to those kids Got things can’t get in a store x2 VERSE 1 Wet dreams of a black card And puttin' keys in a fast car That you can speak to the dashboard And getting speed like a track star Pass other people you ask "What you mad for?" And you really want a body con dress So you can get a smiley face emoticon texts Even though you in the cold and your body be exposed To the world like it’s mardi gras breasts You on your knees praying to submission Cuz spending Gs is a true religion You don’t believe in a ghoul and witch But you gotta ha the jeans with the super stitchin’ Head straight to the store with friends And when you get a check it’s some more to spend Forget a little debt yeah its more than that if Dior was a Christian you born again CHORUS VERSE 2 Finance is a trainwreck Buy Ray-Bans with your paycheck Got big plans for a Maybach But when you sitting on a bill Take a rain check It could cost being so sartorial Spend a lot getting draws at Victoria You be giving all your bread Staying in the red But you act colorblind like an oreo For a black kid fashion is a way to speak But just imagine all the cash that we could keep If we invested back into our favorite streets And paid attention 'stead of paying crazy cheese It's like one day you be running 'round Brinstar Then you’re dead and you get what you lived for Who you think finna answer the big door? Pretty sure it is not Anna Wintour CHORUS