Mall Rats

Yeah

Sunglasses on and the light's too

bright Still dressed like I never

went home last night Let's go

Woo

Let's go

Walk through the doors and the

whole floor shifts Black denim torn

with the tags still clipped Old

band tee underneath that coat Don't

know what it means,

but I make it look dope

Cologne in the air,

got the whole place blurred They

look when I pass,

but they don't say a word

Three chains tangled,

one shoe untied Still cleaner than

the mannequins lined up inside I

grab what I like,

make the fitting room shake Come

out in a look they were

scared to make Salesgirl laughing,

said, "You can't wear that" Give

her ten minutes,

now she wants it back Security

trailing like they know my name

I wave at the camera and

smile for the frame Walked in

half-dead with my head in the

clouds Now the whole damn building

wanna dress like me now I

walk in wrecked,

walk out reborn Black boots hitting

like a warning Whatever I touch

turns into a trend They hate

it at first,

then they wear it again I

don't chase waves,

I decide what it is Make

one wrong look feel iconic as

shit Let 'em stare,

let 'em talk,

let 'em copy my drip By

tomorrow, everybody gonna dress like this

Food court throne with my

feet on the chair Cherry red

drink, kisses smoke in my hair

Girl with her boyfriend keeps watching

my face Now he's mad 'cause

she followed me into the place

I change three times before quarter

to four A different Tyler every

time I step out the store

One fit punk,

next fit runway clean Then I

tear both sleeves just to ruin

the scene Got glitter on my

cheek from a sample display Leather

on my back in the middle

of May Clerk said,

"Sir, you can't open that here"

So I sprayed half the bottle

and disappeared Photo booth flashing,

got bloodshot eyes Still look like

a star under fluorescent lights Parking

deck waiting,

but I'm taking my time Every

window in the place got my

face in the shine I walk

in wrecked,

walk out reborn Black boots hitting

like a warning Whatever I touch

turns into a trend They hate

it at first,

then they wear it again I

don't chase waves,

I decide what it is Make

one wrong look feel iconic as

shit Let 'em stare,

let 'em talk,

let 'em copy my drip By

tomorrow, everybody gonna dress like this

Now they buying the jacket they

laughed at before Taking mirror pics

by the very same store Trying

on my damage,

rehearsing my walk Using all my

slang when they trying to talk

But a fit ain't a fit

if the soul ain't there You

can copy the clothes,

not the way I wear I'm

already gone when they figure it

out New skin,

new sin,

taking the long way out I

wear what I want ,

do what I want Right off

the racks,

make the whole scene jump The

scene's such a vibe,

they watch me in awe Hands

on the glass when I cross

through the hall I switch my

whole skin,

then I tear off the tags

Leave a trail through the stores

from the boots to the bags

They can follow my steps,

but they'll never get far I'm

gone through the doors,

look at all these mall rats

I walk in wrecked,

walk out reborn Black boots hitting

like a warning Whatever I touch

turns into a trend They hate

it at first,

then they wear it again I

don't chase waves,

I decide what it is Make

one wrong look feel iconic as

shit Let 'em stare,

let 'em talk,

let 'em copy my drip By

tomorrow, everybody gonna dress like this

Like this,

like this

Yeah

Everybody gonna dress like this

Walked in wrecked,

walked out reborn

You're still watching

I'm already gone