歌手:A$AP Rocky
专辑:《LONG.LIVE.A$AP》

作词 : Nash, Terius Youngdell
作曲 : Nash, Terius Youngdell
Producers：A$AP Rocky/Friendzone/Hector Delgado
Writers：The-Dream/Tricky Stewart/A$AP Rocky/Hector Delgado/Friendzone
Sample：Mr.Yeah(2009)—The Dream
Her pistol go "bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop"
Her pistol go "bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop"
I said her pistol go "bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop"
'Cause she a fashion killa, and I'm a trendy nigga
I said her pistol go "bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop"
Her pistol go "bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop"
I said her pistol go "bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop"
'Cause she a fashion killa, and I'm a jiggy nigga
Uh, I said
Rocking, rolling, swagging to the max (Ooh)
My bitch a fashion killa, she be busy popping tags (Alright)
She got a lotta Prada, that Dolce and Gabbana
I can't forget Escada, and that Balenciaga (Yeah)
I'm sipping purple syrup, come be my Aunt Jemima (Yeah, right)
And if you is a rider, we'll go shopping like mañana (Right)
Her attitude Rihanna, she get it from her mama (Oh, yeah)
She jiggy like Madonna
But she trippy like Nirvana (Ooh)
'Cause everything designer, her jeans is Helmut Lang (Yeah, uh)
Shoes is Alexander Wang and her shirt the newest Donna
Karan, wearing all the Cartier frames
Jean Paul Gaultiers 'cause they match with her persona
Her pistol go "bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop"
Her pistol go "bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop"
I said her pistol go "bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop"
'Cause she a fashion killa, and I'm a trendy nigga
I said her pistol go "bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop"
Her pistol go "bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop"
I said her pistol go "bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop"
'Cause she a fashion killa, and I'm a jiggy nigga
I said, I see your Jil Sanders, Oliver Peoples (Uh, yeah)
Costume National, your Ann Demeuelemeester (Alright, uh)
See Visvim be the sneaker, Lanvin or Balmain (Uh)
Goyard by the trunk, her Isabel Marant (Uh, oh, yeah)
I love your Linda Farrow, I adore your Dior (Oh, oh, oh)
Your Damir Doma, Vena Cava from the store
I crush down with that top down
Bossy see how I ride 'round (Yeah)
Mami in that Tom Ford
Papi in that Thom Browne (Uh)
Rick Owens, Raf Simons, boy, she got it by the stock (Uh)
She ball until she fall, that means she shop 'til she drop (Uh)
And Versace: got a lot, but she may never wear it
But she save it so our babies will be flyer than their parents
Her pistol go "bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop"
Her pistol go "bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop"
I said her pistol go "bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop"
'Cause she a fashion killa, and I'm a trendy nigga
I said her pistol go "bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop"
Her pistol go "bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop"
I said her pistol go "bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop"
'Cause she a fashion killa, and I'm a jiggy nigga
I said her pistol go
Scoop back tees, breeze in coupe (Uh, uh)
Smiling is your treasure, you're so well put together (Yeah, alright)
Bags and links, jeans and shoes (Uh, yeah)
Spikes and patent leathers, different fabrics mixed together
You and me
Me and you (Uh, yeah)
Go away together, we could get away forever (Uh, yeah)
All emotions clashing, thrashing, someone turn the light out
I met my baby expressed my passion on my fashion night out
Her pistol go "bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop"
Her pistol go "bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop"
I said her pistol go "bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop"
'Cause she a fashion killa, and I'm a trendy nigga
I said her pistol go "bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop"
Her pistol go "bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop"
I said her pistol go "bang-bang, boom-boom, pop-pop"
'Cause she a fashion killa, and I'm a jiggy nigga
I said her pistol go (I said her pistol go)