In Vogue

Our biographies are in half a dozen lines, Sociologists condensed, they are now in vogue, The East just isn't submissive to science.

And ugly hoes hate me (Ha-ha-ha-ha) But while y'all busy hatin' I'm flying across the country To be in Vogue, bitch (Yeah) To walk in shows (Ah-ha, ha-ha-ha)

No bundle could I find upon me stick a-wobblin' Enquiring after the rogue, they said me Connaught brogue It wasn’t much in vogue on the rocky road to Dublin

His stuffing is regret, his smiling face is fake But he represents that time, he's proof of it His story only made it halfway, love is still in vogue in the world Even though in the love letters all that's left is the literal words

Enquirin' for the rogue, Said me Connacht brogue, Wasn't much in vogue, On the rocky road to Dublin.

Change your body, change your face, curl your hair then make it straight Take a picture of your plate, Tarantino movie taste Rah-rah, cheugy-phobe, Vera Bradley's back in Vogue It's a flash photograph

No bundle could I find upon me stick a-wobblin' 'Quiring after the rogue, said me Connaught brogue It wasn't much in vogue on the rocky road to Dublin

Love the way hang, babe, fuck the silicon, everybody fake now, you can crack the code. Bustdown everything, set in rose gold, dread talking to you niggas, like I'm J. Cole. I can tell her head good before I even know, bitch, don't tell me you model if you ain't been in Vogue.

No bundle could I find upon me stick a-wobblin’ Enquiring for the rogue, said me Connaught brogue Wasn’t much in vogue on rocky road to Dublin

It has no permanent resident Nobody here is bound by any customs Every style is in vogue here Good music is being played quietly

and I sang as Pavarotti I was searching myself knowing that in heaven is beard also in vogue

[Verse 1: Baby Keem] It's a lot of hoes in here, lot of lost souls Whole group of dime bitches and they in Vogue Tryna find me a bitch that no one knows

Oh to think you too would leave me now? I'll search for a wealthy grandpa 'Cause all of them are married or they are in vogue

'Cause this place is the space where I let it go (I let it go) If you can't keep the pace, walk out of the door I got shades on my face and I'm looking like Lagerfeld's in Vogue Here I go

Cole the G.O.A.T., fresh like a juice that's cold-pressed No rest to those who oppose, I don't stress Rap niggas gotta be in Vogue to pose threats, uh They don't compare, they're more like Kotex

W-w-when you move with— Keep the pace, you're in vogue (vogue) Show it off, there you go (there you go)

Various things go about changing The city, the clothing styles in vogue But never forget

The child Columbine, is at the foot of mountains Nothing’s changed he’s just in vogue He started out his journey on a mint tea

Get out, go get help, and don't come back You'll get passed around in fairy clubs In dirty backrooms, I'll spare you the details And there you'll see, AIDS is more in vogue than Madonna You'll end up in a thong dancing on a float

Because I’m back and I’m turning off all your lights There used to be articles in Bravo Real soon there’ll be articles in Vogue I welcome you back