You know, don't you?
You, you know, don't you?
(London, London)
You know
Yeah
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
Oh-oh
Shebi na to ball, we go ball
Flex to the dawn
I go settle the funds
No return
And when I enter the club
No dey my front
'Cause me I get the gun oh
No dey do me wrong
Oh, I'm a fashion killa, yeah
I got much delivered, yeah
When I pass, you shiver, yeah
And my ass got thicker, yeah
I'm a fashion killa, yeah
I got much delivered, yeah
When I pass, you shiver
And my ass got thicker
Image (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 no ribbon
Diamonds awaken every time I need it
Babushka on everythin', my allegiance
My allegiance
Oh, I'm a fashion killa, yeah (fashion girl)
I got much delivered, yeah (always wavy)
When I pass, you shiver, yeah (fashion girl)
And my ass got thicker, yeah (never changin')
I'm a fashion killa, yeah (fashion girl)
I got much delivered, yeah (always wavy)
When I pass, you shiver (fashion girl)
And my ass got thicker (never changin')
Oh, I'm a fashion killa, yeah (fashion girl)
I got much delivered, yeah (always wavy)
When I pass, you shiver, yeah (fashion girl)
And my ass got thicker, yeah (never changin')
I'm a fashion killa, yeah (fashion girl)
I got much delivered, yeah (always wavy)
When I pass, you shiver (fashion girl)
And my ass got thicker (never changin')
(Fashion girl)
