ASAP Rocky - Fashion Killa lyrics

Her pistol gold (her pistol gold)

Her pistol gold (her pistol gold)

I said her pistol gold (I said her pistol gold)

But she a fashion killa and I’m a trendy nigga

I said her pistol gold (her pistol gold)

Her pistol gold (her pistol gold)

I said her pistol gold (I said her pistol gold)

Cuz she a fashion killa and I’m a jiggy nigga


I set em rockin, rollin, swaggin to the max

By bitch a fashion killa, she be pusy poppin tags

She got a lot of Prada, that Dolce & Gabana

I can’t forget Estrada and that Valenciaga

I’m sippin purple syrup, come be my entry mama

And if you is a rider we go shoppin like manana

Her attitude Rihanna, she get it from her mama

She Jiggy like Madonna but she trippy like Nirvana

Cuz everything designer, her jeans is Helmet mane

Shoes is Alexandra Wang, and her shirt the newest Donna

Karen, wearing all the Cartier frames

Jean-Paul Gautier’s cuz they match with her persona


Her pistol gold (her pistol gold)

Her pistol gold (her pistol gold)

I said her pistol gold (I said her pistol gold)

But she a fashion killa and I’m a trendy nigga


I said her pistol gold (her pistol gold)

Her pistol gold (her pistol gold)

I said her pistol gold (I said her pistol gold)

Cuz she a fashion killa and I’m a jiggy nigga


I said see a Jill Sanders, all of the peoples

Costume national, yea and emula Mister

See this gon be the snicker, my Vana Balmont

Gold yarn by the trunks, her Isabel Maront

I love you Linda Farrell, I adore your Dior

Your Dommy Eric Dommer, fiendin karat from the store

I crush that with that top down

Boss, see how I ride around

Mommy in the time forward, poppy in that time ‘round

With Owen’s raps in this, boy she got it by the stock

She ball until she fall that mean she shop until she drop

And Versace got a lot but she may never wear it

But she say this so our babies will be flyer than their parents


Her pistol gold (her pistol gold)

Her pistol gold (her pistol gold)

I said her pistol gold (I said her pistol gold)

But she a fashion killa and I’m a trendy nigga


I said her pistol gold (her pistol gold)

Her pistol gold (her pistol gold)

I said her pistol gold (I said her pistol gold)

Cuz she a fashion killa and I’m a jiggy nigga


I said her pistol gold


Smooth, big tease, breeze in the coupe

Name initial just so bound put together

Maxy ladies, jeans and the shoes

Spike some pairs in Memphis if the fabric makes you different

You be me, me be you

Go way together, you could get away forever

All emotions crashing glass and someone turned the light out

I’m at my baby, stretched my passion, on my fashion night out


Her pistol gold (her pistol gold)

Her pistol gold (her pistol gold)

I said her pistol gold (I said her pistol gold)

But she a fashion killa and I’m a trendy nigga


I said her pistol gold (her pistol gold)

Her pistol gold (her pistol gold)

I said her pistol gold (I said her pistol gold)

Cuz she a fashion killa and I’m a jiggy nigga


I said her pistol gold






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