if looks could kill

If looks could kill, baby, I'm the fashion demon

Ridin' down Candler Road and I'm speedin'

I got hella hoes tryna fuck me and my bros

I got hella shows lined up, I'm on the road

I get hella green and I get hella chose

These **** green as fuck, I'm 'bout to get over

No bitch, I'm not green at all, you can not get over

I just like to ball hard, ball like Dellavedova

Don't shop at Dover's

Don't shop at Neiman's

Don't commit treason, everything I do is for a reason

Everything I do is so strategic

Baby, please don't leave me, I don't need you

And I know that you don't need me

I done got the flyest, I'm on a date with the moon this evenin'

She act cool, but I know she evil, so deceivin'

If looks could kill, that makes everyday Halloween

I get bitches, I don't need no wingman

I get richer, I don't sell no weed, man

I smoke dope by the pound, yeah, for real

I'm on the top of the mountain, king of the hill

I don't like no Swisher, I like Grabba Leaf, lil' ****

Real deal codeine sipper, walk 'round with a purple liver

I'm a fashion killer, I'm the shit, pop a band

I'm a real big baller, but won't let no lil' bitch play with me

I'm a pussy killer, after I hit it, might let her lay with me

She a fashion killer, check out how she walk in, yo, look she slayin' it

My boy got a trigger finger, he ready to pull it, so please don't play with him

I smoke till my lungs black, lil' bitch I take her lil' blunt and face that shit

I look at my demons and face 'em

Take the Chrome Hearts Timbs and I lace 'em

I'm walkin' through hell, I got a FN loaded up with a laser

My bitch rockin' Chanel, I put on Balenciaga for all of my haters

I gotta go bitch, I'll see ya later

I'm the dark lord, real soul taker

I'm the top floor boss and lil' player

I put on big pants, real deal raver

Baby, I'm the fashion demon

Ridin' down Candler Road and I'm speedin'

I got hella hoes tryna fuck me and my bros

I got hella shows lined up, I'm on the road

I get hella green and I get hella chose

These **** green as fuck, I'm 'bout to get over

No bitch, I'm not green at all, you can not get over

I just like to ball hard, ball like Dellavedova

Don't shop at Dover's

Don't shop at Neiman's

Don't commit treason, everything I do is for a reason

Everything I do is so strategic

Baby, please don't leave me, I don't need you

And I know that you don't need me

I done got the flyest, I'm on a date with the moon this evenin'

She act cool, but I know she evil, so deceivin'

If looks could kill, that makes everyday Halloween