Fashion Killa Lyrics By A$AP Rocky
Doot-doot-doot, bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop
Doot-doot-doot-doot, bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop
Doot-doot-doot-doot, bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop
Doot-doot-doot-doot, bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop
Her pistol go
Bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop
Her pistol go
Bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop
I said her pistol go
Bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop
'Cause she a fashion killer and I'm a trendy ****
I said her pistol go
Bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop
Her pistol go
Bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop
I said her pistol go
Bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop
'Cause she a fashion killer, and I'm a jiggy **** (Uh)
I said
Rocking, rolling (Uh, uh)
Swagging to the max
Whoo
My bitch a fashion killer, she be busy poppin' tags
Alright
She got a lot of Prada
Uh
That Dolce and Gabbana
Uh
I can't forget Escada
Uh
And that Balenciaga
Yeah
I'm sippin' purple syrup
Yeah
Come be my Aunt Jemima
Right
And if you is a rider, we go shoppin' like mañana
Right
Her attitude Rihanna
Uh
She get it from her mama
Yeah
She jiggy like Madonna, but she trippy like Nirvana
Whoo
'Cause everything designer
Yeah
Her jeans is Helmut Lang
Uh
Shoes is Alexander Wang and her shirt the newest Donna
Karan
Yeah
Wearin' all the Cartier frames
Jean Paul Gaultiers 'cause they match with her persona
Her pistol go
Bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop
Her pistol go
Bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop
I said her pistol go
Bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop
'Cause she a fashion killer and I'm a trendy ****
I said her pistol go
Bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop
Her pistol go
Bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop
I said her pistol go
Bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop
'Cause she a fashion killer and I'm a jiggy ****
I said I see your Jil Sanders
Uh
Oliver Peoples
Yeah
Costume National, your Ann Demeulemeester
Alright
See Visvim be the sneaker
Uh
Lanvin or Balmain
Uh
Goyard by the trunk
Uh
Her Isabel Marant
Alright
I love your Linda Farrow, I adore your Dior
Uh
Your Damir Doma
Uh
Vena Cava from the store
Uh
I crush down with that top down
Yeah
Bossy how I ride 'round
Yeah
Mami in that Tom Ford
Papi in that Thom Browne
Uh
Rick Owens, Raf Simons, boy, she got it by the stock
Uh
She ball until she fall, that means she shop until she drop
Uh
And Versace got a lot
Uh
But she may never wear it
But she save it so our babies will be flyer than their parents and
Her pistol go
Bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop
Her pistol go
Bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop
I said her pistol go
Bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop
'Cause she a fashion killer and I'm a trendy ****
I said her pistol go
Bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop
Her pistol go
Bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop
I said her pistol go
Bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop
'Cause she a fashion killer and I'm a jiggy ****
I said her pistol go
Scoop back tees
Uh
Breeze in coupe
Uh
Smiling is your treasure, you're so well put together (Yeah, alright)
Bags and links
Uh
Jeans and shoes
Yeah
Spikes and patent leathers, different fabrics mixed together (Yeah)
Baby, you and me (Uh)
Uh
Me and you
Yeah
Go away together, we could get away forever
Aw
All emotions clashing, thrashing, someone turned the light out (Yeah)
I met my baby, expressed my passion on my fashion night out
Her pistol go
Bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop
Her pistol go
Bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop
I said her pistol go
Bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop
'Cause she a fashion killer and I'm a trendy ****
I said her pistol go
Bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop
Her pistol go
Bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop
I said her pistol go
Bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop
'Cause she a fashion killer and I'm a jiggy ****
I said her pistol go
I said her pistol go
