Lyrics High Maintenance - Lil Skies

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I'm high maintenance, yeah, I'm high fashion, yeah
I got different fabrics, ah, can't do no average, yeah
Like, what you wearin'? I be popping tags
A different type of sauce, something that you'll never have

Nigga, I'm high maintenance, yeah, I'm high fashion, yeah
I got different fabrics, ah, can't do no average, yeah
Like, what you wearin'? I be popping tags
A different type of sauce, something that you'll never have (ay)

I got Ricky on my feet and number nine for the denim (yeah)
50 thousand in all pinks, I'm tryna see if they fit in 'em (yeah)
No, you cannot speak my lingo, different diamonds on my linen (yeah)
Drippin' sauce, you can't get lost, bitch, I ain't in it, no pretending (no)

I'm back up in my glow, I feel like Chief So (yeah)
If you try to ride my wave, you gon' probably need a boat (yeah)
All we got, that's the fam, came up off a couple grams
Put the money in my hand, I'll show you how to get these bands

I was shoppin' out in France, sticking to the plan
Guess I am not industry, I'm in the streets with my mans (yeah)
I'm too hot, I need a fan, put my haters in a trance (yeah)
Say you styling, but you not, throw that fit in a trash can (damn)

I'm high maintenance, yeah, I'm high fashion, yeah
I got different fabrics, ah, can't do no average, yeah
Like, what you wearin'? I be popping tags
A different type of sauce, something that you'll never have

Nigga, I'm high maintenance, yeah, I'm high fashion, yeah
I got different fabrics, ah, can't do no average, yeah
Like, what you wearin'? I be popping tags
A different type of sauce, something that you'll never have (ay)

I'm rocking new Chanel, my name ringing bells (yeah)
Put a piercing on my face, grew some horns like I'm from hell (hell)
Call you Gary, you a snail, like, how did Skies prevail? (Yeah)
Bitch, I kept on going hard even when they thought I failed (go)

I'm high above your standards, always gon' do the damage (yeah)
Going planet to planet, my aliens call me savage (yeah)
Stackin' lettuce or cabbage, whatever, I gotta have it (yeah)
Flexin' on you lil' bastards, I'm aiming to live more lavish (yeah)

Shorty giving me brain while I'm switching these lanes
We going fast like a train, she "Choo-choo" and say my name
The shit that keep me goin', prolly won't work for you (yeah)
I'm bossing up my life, it's a movie when I move, you fool (ooh)

I'm high maintenance, yeah, I'm high fashion, yeah
I got different fabrics, ah, can't do no average, yeah
Like, what you wearin'? I be popping tags
A different type of sauce, something that you'll never have

Nigga, I'm high maintenance, yeah, I'm high fashion, yeah
I got different fabrics, ah, can't do no average, yeah
Like, what you wearin'? I be popping tags
A different type of sauce, something that you'll never have (ay)

It be like, "Ah-ooh, ah-ooh"
It be like, "Ah-ooh, ah-ooh"