High End Fashion Lyrics – Asco & Young Adz

“High End Fashion” – Asco & Young Adz Deliver a Luxe UK Trap Anthem

Set to drop on August 15, 2025, High End Fashion is the latest hard-hitting single from Asco’s upcoming album Perfect Timing. Featuring Young Adz, the track is a masterclass in UK trap swagger—blending gritty street narratives with opulent flexes over Beatfreakz’s icy production. With thunderous 808s, razor-sharp percussion, and hypnotic synths, the song sets the stage for Asco’s unflinching authenticity and Young Adz’s signature melodic bravado.

Asco kicks off the track with a barrage of cold-eyed realism, reflecting on his come-up from the trenches (“I was on the road gettin’ racks / Untold O’s got sold in my trap”). Meanwhile, Young Adz elevates the luxury quotient, weaving in private jets, custom jewels, and introspective bars on fatherhood and loyalty (“Prayed for ceramics, hit stains with the ‘matics / Brushed my teeth in the T house and stayed with the addicts”).

Below, dive into the official lyrics and credits for High End Fashion—a track that cements Asco and Young Adz as forces in the rap game.

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Song Credits

• Lead Vocals: Asco & Young Adz

• Songwriter: Asco & Young Adz

• Music Producer: Beatfreakz

• Label: Mulli Gang

• Release Date: July 31, 2025

• Language: English

• Copyright ©: Mulli Gang

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Lyrics: High End Fashion – Asco & Young Adz

[Intro: Asco]

Mulli, 29
It’s Only Right
Ayy
Look, Look
(Beatfreakz)

[Verse 1: Asco]

Anytime I spoke, it was facts
I ain’t never told, I don’t know ’bout jack shit
I was on the road gettin’ racks
Untold O’s got sold in my trap
I done sold weed, bobs, coke and crack
I ain’t never deets, I don’t know ’bout that
Shit ain’t cheap, blow a nigga whole stack
But I stayed in the T so I got it all back

Nigga, I’m a G, stay ten toes down
See her back from the front, she ain’t gotta turn ’round
If she turn ’round, that’s back on bounce
And she only fuks Mulli, she ain’t fukin’ on clown

If it ain’t about Mulli, then I ain’t got time
Now I’m back with the Mulli man, it’s about time
Think I’m from Church Road the way I got 9’s
And I got bine, fours and fives

And I got twos and shoes
And they all laced up too
I really mash dough, really caked off food
Yeah, I’m really caked up too

It’s only big wave anytime I make moves
Big face when I’m in the Range or the coupe
She gave me sick brain soon as she came through
She know the kick game and the drip through the roof
They know I spit flame and it’s true

[Chorus: Asco]

Said the Mulli won’t forward if it ain’t about rackems
Shorty got backems, she bad and swaggin’
And she gonna buss it, true I came through splashin’
I pulled up drippin’ in high-end fashion

A nigga might die tryna catch a nigga lackin’
Cah we ain’t never slippin’, you know we got the brrrt
And she gonna buss it, true I came through splashin’
I pulled up drippin’ in high-end fashion

[Verse 2: Young Adz]

Free Bazz, a million in pebs is light (Mm)
Motherfu*k who done it first, 29 done it right
Ain’t a rapper in my country that can chat to me ’bout ice
Skelly on hammers, loodi with the clappers

A ticket on jewels, but I prayed for a million then
Twenty M’s worth of cribs, I ain’t livin’ in them
M worth of game like Gilly and them (Yeah)
Akh gon’ shoot like Killian

Prayed for ceramics hit stains with the ‘matics
Brushed my teeth in the T house and stayed with the addicts
Dbe big league, could never pay for no baddie
Bought her new titties, she wanted them so badly (No cap)

I was gettin’ blocks sprayed from Paris (No cap)
Gotta shout out my white boy Paddy
Twenty bricks in the boot like a cabby
You pray every day when you become a daddy

I just put my daughter on a PJ
Three birkies, no occasion, it’s a weekday
I snapped it to show you she made you wait months just to hit
When I’m drunk and I’m lit, she my go-to

Went blonde or went Goku (Mm)
Heard you rap good, act good, none of my clappers know you
Twelve platinum plaques, seven times in the O2
And anywhere you see me in London, I’ll bet it’s local

[Chorus: Asco] (Repeated)