Lyrics The New Face Of Fashion - Cadence Weapon

I think we need to talk, brother
I seen you at the club
You cut those jeans with a box cutter
That ain't a natural rip or tear
I don't get why you're trying to fix your hair
Dunks are dead when I fucking say so
My good friends, they no longer go to Halo
Cause people there look at you without choices
Your clothes seem a lot like your voices
And that don't sit well
You usually stand, take your gloves off and you ain't using your hands
I do the Cadence Stomp, i swear it's the best dance
Rappers give up, they all wear sweatpants
Colored bandanas and oversized jerseys
They rock the same tees even when they're over thirty
But they've been on black number about gun culture
It makes me not want to tell the cops
Gosh, i wear pink unironically
I wave my big fist at my friend androgyny
I am the ironic blackage
A fakeover steakhouse party, color me Moriarty

Very fashionable, miss
I think that you are very fashionable, miss

Girl don't try and cop me a call
Fifty rocks for some stock that they got in the mall
You probably shouldn't have bought that at all
Do you have any respect for yourself?
Not at all
My apologies, i worked at a thrift store
Your style is dead, bought you flowers from the gift store
Hipster scenester, i don't care like Weasel
I'd feel like an ad if my shirt said Diesel
I'm not a kid millionaire, I pass rockets
While you pay a few pills for some hooks on your ass pockets
It's just another cash crop crossin in the crib
A Trudeau wearing an asscot
My dear it's an art you see, of pantsdrop
Give them a little run to get pigheaded like a mascot
You're on the hustler bus, but it's your last stop
Have not worry, they all scurry till the math drops

Very fashionable, miss
I think that you are very fashionable, miss

Heavy drinkers, we bump to heavy blinkers
We don't do much, and we don't do much
We'll use them, but they won't use us
Cause these little girls won't come for free
With nudie jeans and Chace stays pink
The gamebreakers and all the tapes that they make
They hate anyone that looks different
They contradict, they remind me of good prisons
No decision, you know why they call it a catwalk?
Because it's a thin line from which many in the past flop
You castoff cutouts, and misshapes
I'd rock a lampshade if i could get some fixed pay
They want to blow up like Rick James
Until designers run through and they give them the ixnay
It's a sick game, but i know girls that play it
They sling power to the dudes that say this:

Very fashionable, miss
I think that you are very fashionable, miss