À La Mode

Verse 1 (DAX):
...(savage, savage)
Bad bitch from Texas like Alamo
Brought the new fashion, I'm à la mode, you
Best not forget it like Alamo

Shawty's too boujie when by the boat
Dressing's for flexing like talent shows, got the
Best first impressions, so have a go, double
Cup with effects and it's a half a do-o-ose

Need not a stylist, I can alone
New Billie Eilishes with the clothes
New pretty eyelashes that arose
(She got) 'gelas, she got 'agas, pobre diabla in her Prada, yo lo

Hago como nada, yo me tiro, no granada, she just
Pulled up with all black on black on black, Nier Automata
Yo' girl on me, pa' que para? Know it's DJ DAX dondada
(Only) came with drip 'cause I gotta

Blastoise on the boy, got the big drip, Off-White
Looking off, you can't tell the difference, come up to my
Niggas wrong, you can get your wig split, you niggas
Sipping on tripping on dick dick, every single

Thread I got looking like some lit shit, you just get the
Dotdot - ellipsis, this ain't even
Drop drop, you don't know what this is, you illumi
Not, à la mode with my bitches

Chorus:
//// I got drip, on and off - all in all ////

I got drip - tell me you see it
Got a new pair, I had to re-up, she look like a
Doll, I had to ball, I got
Drip, on and off - all in all

Verse 2 (DAX):
(These-these) bitches better know I'm handsome, all white err'
Thang, man, I caught a phantom, ki-ki-killing this
Clothes shit, not doing ransoms, finna' fuck the fashion
Over, these threads from the sanctum (but you look good as hell)

Fashion over function at the function functions for me
Bet your top looks different when I toss it in the morning
Closet with the options, coffin drip, memento mori

Verse 3 (LAX):
If you ain’t talkin' 'bout the money, we tell different stories

Walk out in the latest item, so fly, I am soaring
Louis V pajamas, I cause drama when I’m snoring
Yo' girl was a fan at first but now she is adoring
Now she wanna smash and I ain’t talkin' 'bout For Glory

Seen a pic up on my gram, all pink fit, I look like Ham
Bought Chanel to flex and niggas started telling me “yes, ma’am”
With the shit I’m drippin' in, you’d think that I was runnin' scams
With the shit I’m drippin' in, I’m keepin' guap inside my hands

Want a look in my closet, you’d need a tour
I’m too cold, but dress like it’s warm
Say that I can’t dress, this ain’t my final form
Walk out the house in somethin' never worn before

Chorus:
//// I got drip, on and off - all in all ////

I got drip - tell me you see it
Got a new pair, I had to re-up, she look like a
Doll, I had to ball, I got
Drip, on and off - all in all

Outro (DAX):
I guess you're in those sports shorts 'cause you're down to catch it
Uh - my way with fabrics... you love this magic
Built this habit, no time in my hands, I put it all on my wrist
Need no stylist, with this I'm in touch, no stylus, know what style is