FASHION
The Plug Lyrics


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Uh
(It's the plug)
Get back
Ayy
Uh

Carry on chattin', tell the boys, "Carry on chattin'"
I cheated, my man's missus
But we still act like nothin' ain't happen
Do a man's life, come back to the ends
And act like nothin' ain't happen
We got the whole patterned
I don't even know how this whole thing happened (Lekaa beat)

Gettin' cash in (woah, ayy)
Into fashion (ayy, ayy, drip)
I still run man down in my Jordans (ugh, ugh)
And do it with a passion (grrt, baow)
Never lackin' (never)
The GVGS too active, active (baow)
'Bout five of us in a three-door whip
With some fuck off ratchets (ugh, ugh)
Gettin' cash in (ayy)
Into fashion (ayy, ayy)
I still run man down in my Jordans
And do it with a passion (grrt, baow, yes, yes)
Never lackin' (never, nah)
The GVGS too active, active (active)
'Bout five of us in a three-door whip (ayy, ayy)
With some fuck off ratchets (ugh)

My yardie one's got the maddest back
But it looks even better when she makes that clap
I remember pushbike days (yes)
Really tryna out that pack (I was)
Now I got a buss down chain (yes)
Diamonds don't need no flash (bling)
We got Rollies, they got Cartis
Might as well throw that shit in the trash (bin that)
Do it on my J's like Hus, Hus
Pull up over there, they dust (they dust)
Sweet one want a piece of me, of course
She sayin' that I make her blush (uh-huh)
I can't burn out all options (nope, nope)
Gettin' rich is a must (trust)
Do it, don't 'cause no fuss, bust
Now they all think I'm bust

Gettin' cash in (woah, ayy)
Into fashion (ayy, ayy, drip)
I still run man down in my Jordans (ugh, ugh)
And do it with a passion (grrt, baow)
Never lackin' (never)
The GVGS too active, active (baow)
'Bout five of us in a three-door whip
With some fuck off ratchets (ugh, ugh)
Gettin' cash in (ayy)
Into fashion (ayy, ayy)
I still run man down in my Jordans
And do it with a passion (grrt, baow, yes, yes)
Never lackin' (never, nah)
The GVGS too active, active (active)
'Bout five of us in a three-door whip (ayy, ayy)
With some fuck off ratchets (baow, look)

Baskets (baskets)
Shoot good, you get drafted (grrt, baow, baow)
Uh, what's crackin'? (What's crackin'?)
I'm with whatever you jackin' (I am, baow, baow)
I need forty for the backend
You don't want me to have it? Give this shit back then (nah)
Big drip, when I hit 'em, I'm splashin' (when I hit 'em, I'm splashin')
All black when I'm backin' (look, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Floor it (floor it, skrrt), good car (good car)
Foreign (foreign, ayy)
I'm in the air, soarin' (I am)
Somebody put me in orbit (ayy, ayy)
Look, I ain't with none of the fraud shit (nah)
I play the game and none of 'em forfeit
They was lookin' for a bluff (they was)
But they could call it, they couldn't call it (look, ayy)
Uh, it's me (me), Fivi (Fivi)
Too hot (too hot), Takis (Takis)
They can't (they can't), find me (find me)
But I'm prolly with all of them thotties (ayy, ayy)
Ayy, they try to tell 'em to rob me (they try to tell 'em to rob me)
Uh, yeah, yeah, if I call the killers, they comin' for bodies (grrt, baow)
I give 'em hope (I give 'em hope)
Uh, look, I'm on my way to the vote (yeah, yeah)
I'ma need forty a show, huh (yeah, yeah)
All these diamonds on my throat, uh (yeah, ayy)
Look, let that shit soak, huh (let that shit soak)
Let that shit soak, look, baow
I keep a shooter on go (baow)
We see a opp, we ain't tell 'em to throw (baow)

Gettin' cash in (woah, ayy)
Into fashion (ayy, ayy, drip)
I still run man down in my Jordans (ugh, ugh)
And do it with a passion (grrt, baow)
Never lackin' (never)
The GVGS too active, active (baow)
'Bout five of us in a three-door whip
With some fuck off ratchets (ugh, ugh)
Gettin' cash in (ayy)
Into fashion (ayy, ayy)
I still run man down in my Jordans
And do it with a passion (grrt, baow, yes, yes)
Never lackin' (never, nah)
The GVGS too active, active (active)




'Bout five of us in a three-door whip (ayy, ayy)
With some fuck off ratchets (Lekka beat)

Overall Meaning

The Plug’s song “Fashion” is a braggadocious anthem that celebrates their success, lifestyle, and reputation. The song’s opening verses describe the group’s indifference to cheating, betraying friends and romantic partners, and the feud with rivals. The song’s central claim is that the GVGS (The Plug’s crew) is too active and too preoccupied with money and fashion to be bothered with detractors. The chorus repeats “getting cash in, into fashion” and “never lacking,” emphasizing their financial and social prowess. The song further details the affluence and lavish lifestyle of the GVGS, highlighting their taste for expensive brands such as Jordans and Rollies, and the indulgence in women and luxury items such as buss down chains and diamond-studded jewelry.


Overall, "Fashion" is a celebration of wealth, power, and status, while simultaneously proclaiming that the GVGS attained them through their own hard work and cunningness. The gangster rap style, with its heavy use of slurs and derogatory language, adds to the song’s authenticity and street cred. While some critics may argue that the song glorifies negative values such as materialism, misogyny, and violence, others may argue that it represents a genuine and unapologetic reflection of gang culture and the realities of social mobility in inner cities today.


Line by Line Meaning

Carry on chattin', tell the boys, "Carry on chattin'"
Continue to gossip and spread rumors, it doesn't affect me


I cheated, my man's missus But we still act like nothin' ain't happen
I had an affair with my friend's girlfriend, but we pretend like everything is normal


Do a man's life, come back to the ends And act like nothin' ain't happen
I went to prison and returned to the neighborhood as if nothing had changed


We got the whole patterned I don't even know how this whole thing happened
We have everything under control, but I don't know how it all fell into place


Gettin' cash in (woah, ayy) Into fashion (ayy, ayy, drip)
Making money and spending it on designer clothing and accessories


I still run man down in my Jordans (ugh, ugh) And do it with a passion (grrt, baow)
I chase after my enemies while wearing my Jordan shoes and do it with excitement and determination


Never lackin' (never) The GVGS too active, active (baow)
I am always equipped with what I need and my crew is always ready for action


'Bout five of us in a three-door whip With some fuck off ratchets (ugh, ugh)
There are five of us in the car with some powerful guns


My yardie one's got the maddest back But it looks even better when she makes that clap
My Jamaican girlfriend has an amazing body and it's even more impressive when she dances


I remember pushbike days (yes) Really tryna out that pack (I was)
I remember when I used to ride bikes to sell drugs and compete with other dealers


Now I got a buss down chain (yes) Diamonds don't need no flash (bling)
I wear a flashy and expensive chain that doesn't need anything else to make it stand out


We got Rollies, they got Cartis Might as well throw that shit in the trash (bin that)
We own expensive Rolex watches and they own cheap Cartier watches that aren't worth anything


Do it on my J's like Hus, Hus Pull up over there, they dust (they dust)
The way I move and hustle is like rapper Hus and my enemies scatter when I show up


Sweet one want a piece of me, of course She sayin' that I make her blush (uh-huh)
Attractive women are interested in me and it's obvious that I make them feel flustered


I can't burn out all options (nope, nope) Gettin' rich is a must (trust)
I can't lose all my opportunities to get rich, it's necessary for me to be successful


Now they all think I'm bust With some fuck off ratchets (baow, look) Baskets (baskets)
Everyone thought I was washed up and irrelevant, but I have powerful guns and I'm gaining back my status


Shoot good, you get drafted (grrt, baow, baow) Uh, what's crackin'? (What's crackin'?) I'm with whatever you jackin' (I am, baow, baow)
If you're a good shooter, you'll be chosen to join the gang, and I'm willing to be involved in whatever you're doing


I need forty for the backend You don't want me to have it? Give this shit back then (nah)
I need to be paid forty thousand dollars for my services and if you don't want to pay me, then return what I gave you


Floor it (floor it, skrrt), good car (good car) Foreign (foreign, ayy) I'm in the air, soarin' (I am) Somebody put me in orbit (ayy, ayy)
I drive fast in my expensive foreign car and feel like I'm flying, reaching new heights in success


Look, I ain't with none of the fraud shit (nah) I play the game and none of 'em forfeit
I don't tolerate fake behavior and I don't give up, I play to win and I don't let my opponents win easily


Uh, it's me (me), Fivi (Fivi) Too hot (too hot), Takis (Takis) They can't (they can't), find me (find me) But I'm prolly with all of them thotties (ayy, ayy)
It's me, rapper Fivi, I'm hot like the spicy snack Takis and people can't locate me, but I'm likely with attractive women


Ayy, they try to tell 'em to rob me (they try to tell 'em to rob me) Uh, yeah, yeah, if I call the killers, they comin' for bodies (grrt, baow)
People try to set me up to be robbed, but if I call my dangerous associates, they'll come to kill my enemies


I give 'em hope (I give 'em hope) Uh, look, I'm on my way to the vote (yeah, yeah) I'ma need forty a show, huh (yeah, yeah) All these diamonds on my throat, uh (yeah, ayy)
I inspire others to have faith in their dreams as I continue to make progress towards my own, charging forty thousand dollars per performance, while displaying my lavish jewelry


Let that shit soak, huh (let that shit soak) Let that shit soak, look, baow I keep a shooter on go (baow) We see a opp, we ain't tell 'em to throw (baow)
Let the situation marinate and develop naturally, I keep a gun ready to use if necessary, and if we see an enemy target, we don't hesitate to attack


With some fuck off ratchets (Lekka beat)
I am surrounded by powerful weapons




Lyrics © ST MUSIC LLC
Written by: Babatope Olalekan Bello, Daniel Lena, Dorai Harrison, Jack Edjourian, Maxie Lee Ryles III

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SR

New York X London collabs need to happen more often

Tweeks

Tru

Sea

Nah dont think their accents rlly suit the sound

Max van Vijfeijken

@SR Drill started in Chicago but the UK changed it and added their own spin to it which made it back to NY. Chicago drill still uses their own type beats though

MrsTaiwo

I’m here for it!

SR

Sheff g X central cee could be happening I remember seeing sheff post loading on his story

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BM

Give this man an oscar for his workrate 🥵

Jacob Cumberbatch

U mean grammy

M R

U don’t get an Oscar for work rate? 😂😂😂

Aykayy24z

A man really said an oscar

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