[Intro]
Yeah, hol' up, hol' up, yeah, yeah
Higher

[Chorus]
Tokyo, Paris, Milan
Tokyo, Paris, Milan
I'm with a bad lil bitch right now, she want some of the perfect style that I'm on
Tokyo, Paris, Milan
Tokyo, Paris, Milan
I'm the PerfectStyleCEO, can't ever seem to get them off (Yeah)

[Bridge]
(Hold up)
In Tokyo with a bad little bitch named Kendall
She a bad little freak but part of her knows she don't like to play Nintendo
She got lil' attitude, she get on my nerves
But I love it when she gives me tempo
Losing swag by the minute, these boys so slow can't catch up to my tempo

[Verse]
I'm rocking some Vans with the Celine mix with the Vet' (Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up)
When I step outside in the morning, I'm boutta get right (Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up)
You can't match my style cause it's so perfect, heaviest fit (Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up)
But I don't need none of these clothes, yeah that you won't get (Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up)
And I don't need none of these hoes
And I'ma be rocking these shows
Yeah I'm gon' be rocking these shows
They told me stop singing and rappin'
They need to stop rappin' and cappin'
I got the smoke, they won't tap in
Walked in that bitch like what's happenin'
Walked in that bitch like fuck goin'
Walked in like woah, how did this happen?
I just done lost me a bad bitch
Oh well, I'm in a mansion
I walk in that bitch it's a madness
I'm rocking that stage it's a madness
I'm losing my mind (Huh, huh)
[Outro]
I'm losing my mind (Huh, huh)
I'm losing my mind (Huh, huh)
I'm losing my mind (Huh, huh)