Endless Fashion Lyrics by Lil Uzi Vert is a New English song from the album “Pink Tape” sung by popular rappers Lil Uzi Vert & Nicki Minaj. Lyrics of this song are written by Lil Uzi Vert and music produced by Bugz Ronin.
Endless Fashion Song Details
Singer : Lil Uzi Vert, Nicki Minaj
Album : Pink Tape
Lyrics : Lil Uzi Vert, Nicki Minaj
Music : Bugz Ronin
Label : Atlantic Records
Endless Fashion Lyrics
Uzi (Yeah)
Pink Tape
Lil Uzi
(Bugz Ronin, he gon’ run it up)
Yeah
I sold my soul for Chrome Heart mixed with Carhartt (What?)
Yes, I’m splashin’ in fashion, I can’t take no loss (Loss)
I rock Junya on wannabes, I got no heart (Heart)
I put Endless to denim on rims on my car (Skrrt, woah)
I got a Republican doctor (Yeah)
Make my a** great again, MAGA (Woah)
Know you mad now, enchilada
When b*tches test me, it get messy like soccer
I sold my soul for Chrome Heart mixed with Carhartt (Woah)
Yes, I’m splashin’ in fashion, I can’t take no loss
I rock Junya on wannabes, I got no heart (No wannabe)
I put Endless to denim on rims on my car (Skrrt)
I got a Republican doctor (Ah)
Make my a** great again, MAGA
B*tch, don’t make me whack you, pasta
I’m numbеr one, you could only be dolce, Gabbana
I got a Chinеse girl, yeah, she from Shanghai (Ni hao)
She goes to Parsons in New York, got good eye
I know I love her, only saw her two times
I met her at Dover Street Market, good eye
Ayo, even if my name was Natalie, none these b*tches still couldn’t chin-check me
That’s word to Chanel, it ain’t nothin’ to see, b*tches on TV channelin’ me
Harajuku Barbie, Roman Zolanski, from Red Ruby to Chun-Li
I put door knocker earrings in Fendi (Oh), then stamped the trench coat Burberry
Where the C-O-M-P-E-T-I-T-I-O-N? Don’t see any (Oop)
Sittin’ in the stars under city lights (City lights)
Baby daddy tell me I got pretty eyes (Pretty eyes)
Bitches only eatin’ when I dust crumbs (Dust crumbs)
I stay with that Uzi, I’m his plus one (Oop)
I was really in the field with Karl Lager’ (Oop), now it’s Heaven campaigns (R.I.P.)
Check in with Dapper Dan when I’m in Harlem
My ni**as’ll blow like Virgil
I got that duffel (Heard you), mm
Ooh
Everything we do, you motherf**kers do it too
Heavy on it, tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick too
Everything we do, do, do, do, do
These rappers can’t dress, yeah, they just be hatin’
I never ratted, but got all the statements
Stopped wearing Kapital ’cause it got basic
I still wear Kapital, Uzi, stop fakin’
I used to wear more Number (N)ine than Asians
I mix the Greg Lauren, purple label
My closet too cluttered, clothes on my table
We wore that Vlone ’til it turned faded
Yeah, I’m the reason why ni**as wear them Goyard bags (Yeah)
It was ni**as doing it, but I brought that sh*t to the hood (I started that shit)
And I made that sh*t all good
(I started that shit)
They stalkin’ my swag, stalkin’ my swag
I sold my soul for Chrome Heart mixed with Carhartt (Woah)
Yes, I’m splashin’ in fashion, I can’t take no loss
I rock Junya on wannabes, I got no heart
I put Endless to denim on rims on my car (Skrrt)
I sold my soul for Chrome Heart mixed with Carhartt (Yes)
Yes, I’m splashin’ in fashion, I can’t take no loss (No)
I rock Junya on wannabes, I got no heart
I put Endless to denim on rims on my car