Fashionista Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, oh, oh

I'm a fashion demon, I'm a killer baby

Oh, oh

Yeah, oh

Yeah, oh my God

Feel like a damn fashionista, bitch I'm Mona Lisa (Lisa)

You don't see the vision, bro it's hasta la vista (la vista)

Got them fat pockets (ah, ah), somebody better stop him (yeah)

Make another check, and then I'm decking out the closet, yeah (ok)

I'm hopping up right in the lamb (yeah)

I'm wilding out on the gram (yeah)

Do you understand who I am? (ok)

Do you understand who I, huh (yeah)

Chiefing that shit you motherfuckers can't handle (woah)

You all in the winter I'm hotter than mantle (God damn)

Hundred band on me I'm going bananas

I got the vision you don't understand us

I'm not here to make amends, I'm just here to make the trends

Tell me why it's hard to make amends with these men?

Man I hate to play pretend when I got to be polite

Talking condescending motherfucker hit me up tonight

About to buy another coat (woah), and it's matching with the shoes (shoes)

Tell me what I got to do (yeah), tell me what I got to do (God damn)

Play my music and you're moved (huh)

Because I don't have a thing to prove, fashion demon

Batmobile feel like Bruce (bow bow), got my demons on the loose (ok)

They call me little miss he don't miss

In the lab ain't seen him since

Shit was getting boring

So I had to be the catalyst

Medicated, levitated

Got a bit intoxicated

Run up on the stage

I'm screaming "Taylor I'm gonna let you finish"

Like a damn fashionista, bitch I'm Mona Lisa (yeah yeah)

You don't see the vision bro it's hasta la vista (yeah yeah)

Got them fat pockets (woah), somebody better stop him (stop it)

Make another check, and then I'm decking out the closet, yeah (damn)

I'm hopping up right in the lamb (Lamb)

I'm wilding out on the gram (wee)

Do you understand who I am? (wee)

Do you understand who I, huh (yeah yeah yeah)

Chiefing that shit you motherfuckers can't handle (what)

You all in the winter I'm hotter than mantle (what)

Hundred band on me I'm going bananas (hah)

I got the vision you don't understand us

I've been outside and I've been in another mood (what)

I'm off the rocker tell me what you gonna do (yeah, yeah)

All of your talking is feeling so typical

Please do not fuck with me it might get physical

If I go down then I'm gonna get up again

In a new truck and I'm rolling it up again

Speak on my name and it's gonna get tougher, man

Give me a verse and I'm fucking it up my man

Twenty eighteen I just started rapping

Under eighteen and I'm dropping an album

Fresh on the scene, I'm coming in packing

You playing with me, you find out what happens

Wake up at five and I go to the gym

How many times could I ever win (woo)

They hear my name and they're singing my hymn (woo)

Bitch I'm him, woah

Got some bands, brand new kicks

And you're still on my dick (what)

New Oris, on my wrist

Let me cook, let me spit (wow)

In the mall, in the mall (ok)

I spend days in that bitch (Go Marko, go Marko)

In your bitch, in that bitch (Go Marko, go Marko)

Every party fucking lit

Should do what the lord do, I can't control you

This shit is insane, this shit is annoying (wow)

This shit is annoying (no), I can't complain

I can't complain though, I hop in a plane though

You sound insane, like what are you saying?

No, what are you saying? (really), woah

Go look at my banking amount (look)

That shit is higher than how you can count, woah

Yeah I'm coming for the crown

And I'm running up the town

Hop on a beat and I'm beating it down (boom, boom, boom, boom)

Keep my enemies around

There is no calming me down

Welcome to my life, go look at my highlights, woo