Fashion Killa Lyrics was released on January 15, 2013, from the Album ‘Long. Live. A$AP’. The song was sung by A$AP Rocky. Fashion Killa Song Lyrics are penned by A$AP Rocky, James Laurence, Dylan Reznick, The-Dream, Tricky Stewart, and Hector Delgado. The song labels are A$AP Worldwide, Polo Grounds, and RCA. While the song was produced by Friendzone, Hector Delgado, and A$AP Rocky.
Song Credits:
| Released | January 15, 2013 |
| Album | Long. Live. A$AP |
| Singer | A$AP Rocky |
| Songwriter(s) | A$AP Rocky, James Laurence, Dylan Reznick, The-Dream, Tricky Stewart & Hector |
| Producer(s) | Friendzone, Hector Delgado & A$AP Rocky |
| Label | A$AP Worldwide, Polo Grounds, RCA |
Fashion Killa Lyrics:
Her pistol go…
Doot-doot-doot, 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 nigga
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 nigga
Uh, I said
Rocking (uh), rolling (uh)
Swagging to the max (woo)
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’ll 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 (woo)
‘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 nigga
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 nigga
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 see 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 nigga
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 nigga
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
Baby, you and me (uh)
Me and you (yeah)
Go away together
We could get away forever (yeah)
All emotions clashing, thrashing
Someone turn the light out
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 nigga
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 nigga
I said her pistol go