Fuck Fashion - Manila Luzon

Manila, Manila, who are you wearing?

Oh, I don’t wear designer clothes, I wear costumes

Serve me champagne for free

Front row, don’t talk to me

Gigi Hadid

I’m not buying anything

All these models are 16

Can someone turn up the A.C.

Miss Fame, merci

Can’t get your lipstick off my teeth

They’re all pretending they get it

En vogue and pretentious

But no one would wear this shit

And by the time that you see it

It’s so out of season

Could get it on clearance, bitch

Fuck fashion

Fuck fashion

(Let me spell it out for you)

F-U-C-K fashion

(I wear costumes)

Corsets and rubber tits

Sexy bunny, Donnie Darko

Fully rhinestoned Marco Marco

Costumes are fabulosity

You can feel any fantasy

A mermaid or a manatee

Go strut your stuff for all to see

When I step into the party

I’m not wearing Givenchy

Labels don’t do a thing for me

Just like that fat bitch Naomi

Kendall Jenner still owes me

From when I bought her Diary Queen

Fuck fashion

Fuck fashion

(Let me spell it out for you)

F-U-C-K fashion

(I wear costumes)

Okay, so maybe I’d walk a runway during Fashion Week if I was asked nicely

And fine, I suppose I’ll wear this expensive garment gifted to me from Marc by

Marc by Marc Jacobs

But only because it fits my broad back

Fuck fashion

Fuck fashion

(Let me spell it out for you)

F-U-C-K fashion

Fuck fashion

F-U-C-K fashion

Fuck fashion

F-U-C-K fashion

F-U-C-K fashion

And that, darling, is how I got into fashion