You know don’t you
You, you know don’t you
(London…)
You know, know
Yea
My denim faded, but I rock it like a baby in a cot
I put the water in the ocean in the city that I’m from
I light the room in the dark ’cause my bling is a torch
I watched fashion die today in the mirror that I saw
Ahhah…
Shebi na go ball, we go ball
Flex to the dawn
I go straight to the front
No return
I’m gonna enter the club
Know dey might front
‘Cause me I get the gun me
No dey do me wrong
Oh, I’m a fashion killa, yeah
I got much to live out, yeah
When I pass, you shiver, yeah
And my ass got thicker, yeah
I’m a fashion killa, yeah
I got much to live by, yeah
When I pass, you shiver
And my ass got thicker
Image
Picture a chandelier on my head
I see the diamonds wet everywhere
I know you see me drenched in finesse
In finesse
Oh, reason
Think of it, a brown shirt and blue ribbon
Diamonds awaken every time I need it
Babushka on everything, my allegiance
My allegiance
Oh, I’m a fashion killa, yeah (Fashion girl)
I got much to live out, yeah (Always wavy)
When I pass, you shiver, yeah (Fashion girl)
And my ass got thicker, yeah (Never changing)
I’m a fashion killa, yeah (Fashion girl)
I got much to live by, yeah (Always wavy)
When I pass, you shiver (Fashion girl)
And my ass got thicker (Never changing)
Oh, I’m a fashion killa, yeah (Fashion girl)
I got much to live out, yeah (Always wavy)
When I pass, you shiver, yeah (Fashion girl)
And my ass got thicker, yeah (Never changing)
I’m a fashion killa, yeah (Fashion girl)
I got much to live by, yeah (Always wavy)
When I pass, you shiver (Fashion girl)
And my ass got thicker (Never changing)
Fashion girl