conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called High Fashion with the following description: Released on January 27th, 2015, “High Fashion” was rumored to be the one of the first two singles (the other one being “Nothing But Net”) from Travi$‘ highly anticipated debut album, Rodeo, but neither ended up on the album.
  Travi$ previously worked with Future on Hudson Mohawke’s “Chimes Remix”. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Future]
  We, we, we predicted this
  You was ignorant, we predicted this
  [Chorus: Future]
  See how y'all at me? You see how they at me?
  They tryna catch me, tryna snatch shit
  Fly and flashy, say I'm fashion
  I'm high fashion, I'm on acid
  I move like I'm on acid, and I'm high-fashion
  I do it real drastic, I do it real drastic
  Everything everlasting, money stretch like elastic
  Oh, oh, oh, and I'm strapped with that plastic
  And I'm strapped with that plastic
  I love this music with a passion
  Ah yeah-yeah-yeah
  [Verse 1: Travis Scott]
  Maison Margiela blunts (Yeah), Louis Vuitton double cups (Yeah)
  Designer drugs, you get seamed up if it tastes cut
  Niggas rollin' like rollers, might roll up in dun-ta-dun (Straight up)
  Don't think that I've had enough 
  (La Flame)
  Cause I been on the binge
  Scored a coke model, that's a high fashion win
  Splurgin' in the mall got me spendin' all my ends
  Yeah, we made it to the hills now (Straight up)
  Coke costs a couple bills now
  Yeah, tell me how it feels now
  Tired of motherfuckers wanna be trill
  Yeah, down south, it get real
  Diamonds two steppin' every time I crack the grill
  Niggas still hate hatin' niggas how I live [Chorus: Future & 
  Travis Scott
  ]
  See how y'all at me? You see how they at me? (
  We see y'all niggas
  )
  They tryna catch me, tryna snatch shit (
  We see y'all niggas
  )
  Fly and flashy, say I'm fashion (
  Yeah
  )
  I'm high fashion, I'm on acid
  I move like I'm on acid, and I'm high-fashion
  I do it real drastic, I do it real drastic
  Everything everlasting, money stretch like elastic
  Oh, oh, oh, and I'm strapped with that plastic
  And I'm strapped with that plastic
  Fly and flashy, fly and flashy
  Fly and flashy, oh, oh, oh
  [Verse 2: Future]
  Ain't no recession bitch, ain't got collections bitch
  I don't respect the bitch, I might say fuck the bitch
  And then go and fuck the bitch
  , I'm seein' a psychiatrist
  The devil inside me, and I'm tryna hide it
  This lean got me nauseous, but I keep on usin' it
  I wear so much Givenchy, that they say I'm abusin' it
  I went and tried to sit down with the Pope
  And tell him I was usin' too much dope
  The only way I tell him anything, he gotta plug me in with the coke
  [Chorus: Future]
  See how y'all at me? You see how they at me?
  They tryna catch me, tryna snatch shit
  Fly and flashy, say I'm fashion
  I'm high fashion, I'm on acid
  I move like I'm on acid, and I'm high fashion
  I do it real drastic, I do it real drastic
  Everything everlasting, money stretch like elastic
  Oh, oh, oh, and I'm strapped with that plastic
  And I'm strapped with that plastic
  I love this music with a passion
  Ah yeah-yeah-yeah