"SCARECROW" lyrics
I got 'em scared
Yeah, they worried
Where you going? Why you always in a hurry?
New job working at the cemetery
If you fresh to death, then I gotta get you buried
I'm a fashion killa
I'm a fashion killa
I'm a fashion killa
I'm a fashion killa
My pieces like Kelis's, yes, you right, that is my thesis
My shirt ain't got no stains and my pants ain't got no creases
I'm up on all releases, your rank it start decreasing
Dog backwards, don't do leashes
Pepper jack, I'm stacking cheeses
I only pray to Jesus in this Christian Dior
I'm always in designer so I can't be insecure
No, I'm not sorry this ain't 2004
I ain't studdered, closet cluttered, and I only want more
This ain't old, buddy, this is vintage
And whatever I said, know I meant it
Swagger crazy, it's so demented
You wore it after me because I lent it
I end ya friendship 'cause you was never real
I lost my cousins to the streets, I'll probably never heal
I get the cream yo, just like some Cetaphil
They said the Devil Wears Prada, got a better deal
I got 'em scared
Yeah, they worried
Where you going? Why you always in a hurry?
New job working at the cemetery
If you fresh to death, then I gotta get you buried
I'm a fashion killa
I'm a fashion killa
I'm a fashion killa
I'm a fashion killa
Put Loewe on my baby
Jean Paul lay-lay, but no reggae
The look book drop in May-May, I skim through it like I'm KK
My luggage from away, way, I do not hear the nay say
I'm sharp as that boy Shay-Shay, sport's mode zoom, it look hey day
My car was free as AJ, so I park it like it's 106
I was not surprised when your homie said you wanna quit
You wanna kick it with me but I much rather watch you cry
Pockets full of dead pres— so I might watch you die
This ain't old, buddy, this is vintage
And whatever I said, know I meant it
Swagger crazy, it's so demented
You wore it after me because I lent it
I end ya friendship 'cause you was never real
Lost my cousins to the streets, I'll probably never heal
I get the cream yo, just like some Cetaphil
They said the Devil Wears Prada, got a better deal
I got 'em scared
Yeah, they worried
Where you going? Why you always in a hurry?
New job working at the cemetery
If you fresh to death, then I gotta get you buried
I'm a fashion killa
I'm a fashion killa
I'm a fashion killa
I'm a fashion killa
Yeah, they worried
Where you going? Why you always in a hurry?
New job working at the cemetery
If you fresh to death, then I gotta get you buried
I'm a fashion killa
I'm a fashion killa
I'm a fashion killa
I'm a fashion killa
My pieces like Kelis's, yes, you right, that is my thesis
My shirt ain't got no stains and my pants ain't got no creases
I'm up on all releases, your rank it start decreasing
Dog backwards, don't do leashes
Pepper jack, I'm stacking cheeses
I only pray to Jesus in this Christian Dior
I'm always in designer so I can't be insecure
No, I'm not sorry this ain't 2004
I ain't studdered, closet cluttered, and I only want more
This ain't old, buddy, this is vintage
And whatever I said, know I meant it
Swagger crazy, it's so demented
You wore it after me because I lent it
I end ya friendship 'cause you was never real
I lost my cousins to the streets, I'll probably never heal
I get the cream yo, just like some Cetaphil
They said the Devil Wears Prada, got a better deal
I got 'em scared
Yeah, they worried
Where you going? Why you always in a hurry?
New job working at the cemetery
If you fresh to death, then I gotta get you buried
I'm a fashion killa
I'm a fashion killa
I'm a fashion killa
I'm a fashion killa
Put Loewe on my baby
Jean Paul lay-lay, but no reggae
The look book drop in May-May, I skim through it like I'm KK
My luggage from away, way, I do not hear the nay say
I'm sharp as that boy Shay-Shay, sport's mode zoom, it look hey day
My car was free as AJ, so I park it like it's 106
I was not surprised when your homie said you wanna quit
You wanna kick it with me but I much rather watch you cry
Pockets full of dead pres— so I might watch you die
This ain't old, buddy, this is vintage
And whatever I said, know I meant it
Swagger crazy, it's so demented
You wore it after me because I lent it
I end ya friendship 'cause you was never real
Lost my cousins to the streets, I'll probably never heal
I get the cream yo, just like some Cetaphil
They said the Devil Wears Prada, got a better deal
I got 'em scared
Yeah, they worried
Where you going? Why you always in a hurry?
New job working at the cemetery
If you fresh to death, then I gotta get you buried
I'm a fashion killa
I'm a fashion killa
I'm a fashion killa
I'm a fashion killa
