[Intro: Nef The Pharaoh]
JuneOnnaBeat
Uh, word, mmh, uh
Cloth talk, cloth talk, cloth talk (Still smokin' that Chang Tai-Chu, nigga)
Uh-huh
[Verse 1: Nef The Pharaoh]
Rare Gosha fit with the Raf Simons
Murakami murals hanging in my kitchen
I just might show up to the party in Japanese denim
Went out my way to look this fresh, gotta keep up my image
Boss walk, cloth talk your shit look cheap
My 700 Yeezys came early in the mail, P
I'm rocking with some custom-made Girbauds I got from SB
ComplexCon should have a section about me
Baby paper tracksuit look good with the Witherspoons
Your baby daddy still stand in line for his tennis shoes
Y-3 Adidas or McQueens with the cheetah
My son got so much Bape that the zoo want to keep him
Might rock Off-White or Gucci-Gu on the weekends
Carry the Damier luggage to get the yeek in
Would never wear Foot Locker sweats
My Fear of Gods cost a thousand and I ain't stopped buying them yet
Might open a Mickey D's and bring Evisu back
It's a Glock in my Ksubi jeans, bitch, I keep a strap
I got exclusive Kappa fits and I can tell they cap (Cap)
Heron Preston long sleeve with the turtleneck (Yeah, yeah)
Disco Inferno got me dripping like I'm A$AP (A$AP)
Goyard, Chanel, where your money at? (Where your money at?)
I spent the bag in YSL 'cause I'm in love with that (Yeah)
I got so many Giuseppes, I swear my closet fat
And I got a separate bedroom where red bottoms at
Get my sidepiece her first, she caught a heart attack
I told that bitch relax her nerves, it's just a starter pack
Best dressed since '95, I put my all on that, Chang Chang, nigga
[Chorus: Nef The Pharaoh]
Boss walk, boss walk, nigga, cloth talk
Cloth talk, cloth talk, nigga, boss walk
Boss walk, boss walk, nigga, cloth talk
Cloth talk, cloth talk, nigga, boss walk
Boss walk, boss walk, nigga, cloth talk
Cloth talk, cloth talk, nigga, boss walk
Boss walk, boss walk, cloth talk
Cloth talk, cloth talk, boss walk
[Verse 2: Takeoff]
Boss walk, hop out, let the wrist talk (Ice)
Baguettes, they jumping out the watch like it's Kris Kross ('Uetty)
Canary yellow diamonds, they done got me pissed off
What's your worth challenge, hold it up, how much your wrist cost? (How much?)
Knock, knock, heard you dropped and your shit flopped (Huh?)
Bop, bop, chickenhead give me great top (Great)
One shot, leave you dead in the parking lot (Brrt)
Nonstop, niggas trappin' on the damn block (Trappin')
Throw the Glock, now we running from the damn cops (12)
Late night in Vegas, I done hit the f*cking jackpot (Sale)
They hit this shit and get addicted, call it crack rock (Crack)
I'm stuffing racks in my jeans 'til the pockets pop (Racks)
I pour codeine in my soda, it's straight drop (Drank)
He tried to scheme and it's over, the whole plot (Damn)
Them hundreds old, from 2000, they still rot (Still)
Been in the game five years and we still hot (Hah)
[Chorus: Nef The Pharaoh]
Boss walk, boss walk, nigga, cloth talk
Cloth talk, cloth talk, nigga, boss walk
Boss walk, boss walk, nigga, cloth talk
Cloth talk, cloth talk, nigga, boss walk
Boss walk, boss walk, nigga, cloth talk
Cloth talk, cloth talk, nigga, boss walk
Boss walk, boss walk, cloth talk
Cloth talk, cloth talk, boss walk
[Outro: Nef The Pharaoh]
Real exclusive fabrics, you understand me?
The one-of-ones
The cloths that's very hard to get
Sneakers all you niggas stressin' about
I done stepped in them
I just might show up to the party in Japanese denim
Hear ye, hear ye, Chang
Freshest nigga, I'm gone
Cut me off, Dre