Fashion Killa

Yeah

Ayy, I be smokin' on the loudest loud (yep)
I've been hustlin' for a while
I've been that nigga since a child, I came from shit, can't turn me down (fah)
My diamonds hittin' pound for pound
You reach for mine, I'll gun you down
Glock got girls goin' wild (wild)
Yeah, he a dog, he hang with hounds
They be complimentin' my style (style)
They be commentin' on my pimpin' (pimpin')
Brand-new Prada, look like Dickeys
If it's 'bout some money, get with me (get with me)
If it's 'bout some money, get at me (what's up?)
Fashion Killa, they think it's tacky (the fuck?)
I got some bitches tryna attack me
And if it's about a bitch, don't ask me
(Oh, oh, uh, Ross) (the fuck?)

Ayy (yeah), ain't with that pillow talkin' (uh-uh)
It's Glizock, I'm a big old boss (glizock)
My earrings look like disco balls (yeah)
Canary diamonds, they piss me off
I could never let 'em get to me (uh-uh)
This bitch said I'm a sight to see (yep)
Can't charge me, I'm super P (bitch)
Can't charge me, I'm a big old mack (mack)
I know you heard them big old facts (yeah)
She came through with a brazilian wax
Next thing I knew, I was waxin' that (yeah)
I was in South Memphis gettin' Cali packs (packs, phew)
Mill' way before the deal, shit, I was givin' out deals
Just put my daughter up a Happy Meal (yeah)
Glizock take care of all the bills, I quarterback it like Josh Allen
Came up sleepin' on the pallets, now my house look like a palace (yeah)
Thick-ass bitch look like a stallion, but her name ain't Megan, though
My heart cold, I'm a Eskimo
Yeah, Green light gang, who next to go? (The fuck?)
Yeah, Chrome Heart flannel like I'm Deebo (yeah)
It's Cutthroat CEO (glizock)
You'll get your bitch repo'd
All these hoes on G-O
These niggas twelve, CO's (twelve)
They prayin' that I fuck up, it's like I got a PO (the fuck?)

Ayy, I be smokin' on the loudest loud
I've been hustlin' for a while
I've been that nigga since a child (child)
I came from shit, can't turn me down (yeah)
My diamonds hittin' pound for pound
You reach for mine, I'll gun you down (fah)
Glock got girls going wild
Yeah, he a dog, he hang with hounds
They be complimentin' my style (style)
They be commentin' on my pimpin' (yeah)
Brand new Prada, look like Dickeys
If it's 'bout some money, get with me (yeah)
If it's 'bout some money, get at me
Fashion Killa, they think it's tacky
I got bitches tryna attack me
And if it's about a bitch, don't ask me

(The fuck?)
Nigga
Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
G-Lock