Fashion Show (Remix) ft. D-LUXDMV Lyrics

I'm so cool, my temperature's 3

Won't follow the rules, like what do you

mean

I look in the mirror and I see a king Look in the mirror and I see a king

I want a ball like I'm in the league I want to get fouled while hitting a three

This ice on my body, it cost me a fee And I keep it tech, just like referees

WWE, I'm dripping like I was Jeff Hardy I might just jump off a ladder

Just to fuck up the whole party Yeah, I'm awesome and gnarly

And my girl is a ten, a Barbie, Rock out like I'm Paul McCartney

I've been a champion, raising Lombardis, Yeah, cause I'm in the field for real

I'ma skirt off in my automobile Right hand on her ass, left hand on the wheel

Thief in the night, all my moves are concealed Dunk on a nigga like I was Shaquille

My arm in the rim, nigga, fuck how you feel Stunning on niggas as hard as an exercise

Turned to a diamond because I was pressurized Came out the mud, dirt in the grass

Teacher said I wouldn't be shit in class That's okay, I got the last laugh

Now I'm backstroking, swimming in cash Make it hurt, they feelin' my wrath

Take a center block, chop it in half Hop in the game, changing it fast

Making waves, I'm making a splash(Chad!)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I run the ball like I'm in the league I go D-B-Z when I poppin a bean

Look at the light, the color is green That means I kill, I go the next speed

With no regards to the people I see With no regards to the effing police

W-W-E, yeah, I'm leaving them stunned like Steve Austin, yeah

I might just crack me a beer, yeah They crack you right in your noggin, yeah

And I am so awesome, uh I'm fresh to death, I need me a coffin

Flippin' like I was a dolphin, uh They echo the style, they know me, I'm flossing, yeah

Cause I got that drip for real I'ma skirt off in my automobile

My hand on her thighs, her lips are concealed Had to pull over, she caressed it still

I made it clear, I'm givin' it chill She said, let's go to my house and chill

I was like, chill, we can do that I'm slappin' her butt, the nigga done got six locks

She said, let's go to my house and chill I was like, chill, we can do that