On Friday, March 7, 2025, Rapper Jim Jones released his new single “Fashion Killa” on his Official YouTube channel. The track celebrates opulence, designer brands, and the lifestyle of a street hustler. Jim Jones takes bragging rights in his signature style and talks about how he is a “runway murderer”—meaning his fashion game is so strong that he can make his presence felt on any runway. Read Fashion Killa lyrics by Jim Jones and experience the song’s passion, watch the official music video, the artists featured in the song, and the story behind the song.
Song Credits
Sone Name | Fashion Killa |
Lead Vocals | Jim Jones |
Song Writer | Jim Jones, JP On Da Track & KidSuper |
Music Producer | JP On Da Track & KidSuper |
Label | VL Records, Hitmaker Music Group & Hitmaker Distro |
Starring | Jim Jones |
Release Date | March 7, 2025 |
Song Language | English |
Copyright © | VL Records, Hitmaker Music Group & Hitmaker Distro |
Fashion Killa Lyrics by Jim Jones
A Runway Murderer
I’m A Fashion Killer
I’m A Fashion Killer
I’m A Fashion Killer
High Fashion, Smokin’ Blunts While I’m— Shit (I’m A Fashion Killer)
High Fashion, Smokin’ Blunts While I’m Dripped Down In Louis
Assassin With This Fashion Just Like A Picture Of Brutus
Sweep Through My Old Hood, You Know The Whips Is The Newest
I Be Drippin’ In These ‘fits That Make Them Bitches Wanna Do Us (Uh)
Who Was? Them Cappin’ Ones Too (Kid)
Not Too Many Designers Could’ve Got Me In A Suit (Uh-uh)
Full-Length Mink While I’m Hoppin’ In The Coupe, Shit
Top Gone, Rocks On, Got Me Gettin’ Loose, I (Feel It)
You Know The Kid Is Like A Villain To These Supermodels (Uh)
I Got The Canon Just In Case I Gotta Shoot A Model (Uh)
Playboy With This Water Like Hugh’s Grotto (Go)
And I’m Flagrant And My Fragrance Like A Louis Bottle (Smell Me?)
Afternoon Swims (Uh-huh), Can’t Forget Dinner (Say Less)
I Relate To Virgil Way More Than Anna Wintour (Shit)
Sellin’ Off-white, We Had Them Grams All Winter (We Got It)
On Them Private Flights, Then We Land To A Sprinter (What It’s Lookin’ Like?)
I’ma Need A Picture With Naomi Campbell (Get My Good Side)
Wrong Picture With A Model, That Could Pose A Scandal (Shaderoom)
Ship It Wrong Way Down, It’s Like The Show Was Canceled (I Got This)
All My Saint Laurents Gone, Let’s Light A Roman Candle (Gon’ Pray For Them)
I Be Fresh On The Seventh Like Luka (Uh)
Shit Cost Too Much And Then I Grab It From The Boosters (Let Me Get That)
Catch Me Rockin’ Kidsuper Standin’ Next To Kidsuper
Talk About Smoke, I Got A Habit Like It’s Hookah (I’m With That)
All-white Ghost, Not The Ones That Are Scary (Boo)
Cause A Crisis Like Isis, All These Guns That We Carry (Uh)
We Was Niggas On The Run, Now We On The Runway In Paris (Super)
Tryna Catch The Jet, On The Runway In Terry (Mm)
‘cloth, But It’s Soft (Soft)
It’s Leather For The Sweater, Of Course It’s Butter-soft (Uh)
Butterfly Doors (Uh), Black Lamborghini (Uh)
We In The South Of France, She Takin’ Off That Bikini (Uh)
Paid A Stack For The Beanie
Took A Picture With Supreme, That Made Them A Billion
Little Kid With The Dreams That Was Made Out The Building (Harlem)
So Let ’em Know They Got A Dog That’s On The Catwalk (Rr)
We Fly With Blicks, With Them Choppers Like A Black Hawk (Grrt)
I Got Milan, I Got Paris In My Passport (Stamp That)
Teachin’ Niggas How To Style, I Need A Fashion Course (Professor Jones)
They Pourin’ Champagne, I Need A Glass Of Course (Cheers)
It’s A Classic Course (Eat Up)
(Uh)
Hooked On Ozempics (Uh), Shit
Hooked On Ozempics (Woo)
She Started Gettin’ Slim Like She Was Runnin’ The Olympics (Crazy)
She Didn’t Make The Weight, But, Shit, They Wasn’t Gon’ Print It (Uh)
Her Ad In A Mag’, She Was Consumed With Her Image (Shh)
But Playin’ Games Don’t Count Just Like You Was In A Scrimmage (Uh-uh)
It Could Go Down Inside A New York Minute (In Sixty Seconds)
Vultures Kicked You Out Your Nest Like Your Parents Disowned You (You Stupid)
I Told You I Would Catch You, When Y’all Back In Paris, I’m On You (Back)
You Know How I’m Playin’, But I Just Had To Inform You (Oui, Oui)
The Dinners All Formal (Uh-huh)
Black-tie Event (What?), All The Stacks I Done Spent (Got It)
That Was For Every Month We Was Backed Up In Rent (Nasty)
The Three-sixty Cameras When I Back Up The Bent’ (Beep, Beep)
Money Is My Cologne, Boy, Don’t Be Askin’ The Scent (Smell That?)
I Don’t Need Permission, Boy, I Don’t Ask For Consent (Ask For What?)
You Know I Got That Shit On At All The Fashion Events (Look At Me)
Mask On Like I’m Future ’cause My Past Was Intense (Huh)
Hahaha
‘Preciate That
All The Superkids Out There, Holler At Me
Huh
Back That Shit Up (Huh, Huh, Huh, Tell ’em)
We Outside, Nigga (Uh, Uh)
Back That Shit Up
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Frequently Asked Questions
Who is the singer of the “Fashion Killa” song?
The “Fashion Killa” song is sung by Jim Jones.
Who wrote the lyrics to the “Fashion Killa” song?
The song “Fashion Killa” was written by Jim Jones, JP On Da Track, and KidSuper.
Who is the music producer of the “Fashion Killa” song?
“Fashion Killa” is produced by JP On Da Track and KidSuper.
When was the “Fashion Killa“ song released?
The audio of this song was released on March 7, 2025, and its official music video dropped on March 31, 2025.
What is the duration of the Fashion Killa?
The duration of the song Fashion Killa is approximately 5 minutes and 14 seconds long.
Who is the video director of Fashion Killa?
Fashion Killa music video is directed by Capo & Shula.

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