prada (i like it)
Uh, ooh (Demon)
Do I know you?
Dressed up like a Petra Collins portrait, I like that, I like that
Don't need a spotlight
The way you've got the paparazzi clicks going flash, flash, flash
Waiting for the lightning to strike (to strike)
Yeah, you like that, don't you?
You like that, don't you?
Tryna read the look in your eyes
And I don't know if I need the thrill, but damn, you're dressed to kill
(All black, all black, Prada, Prada)
(All black, all black)
I'm at the cliffs edge, baby, yeah, I like it, baby
(All black, all black, Prada, Prada)
(All black, all black)
I'm at the cliffs edge, maybe you should try it, baby
All black, all black, Prada
Hanging out back of the car, uh
Bumping that Nelly like, uh-uh
Making them sick with the cut of my fit
Flashes of violet blue (blue)
Staring at the strobe lights flicking on you
Do you wanna?
Do ya, do ya, do ya? (Oh)
Waiting for the lightning to strike (oh)
Yeah, you like that, don't you?
You like that, don't you?
Tryna read the look in your eyes
And I don't know if I need the thrill
But damn, you're dressed to kill
(All black, all black, Prada, Prada)
(All black, all black)
I'm at the cliffs edge, baby, yeah, I like it, baby
(All black, all black, Prada, Prada)
(All black, all black)
I'm at the cliffs edge, maybe you should try it, baby
Flash, flash, flash
(All black, all black)
(Prada, Prada)
(All black, all black, Prada, Prada)
(All black, all black)
(All black, all black, all black)
Do I know you?
Dressed up like a Petra Collins portrait, I like that, I like that
Don't need a spotlight
The way you've got the paparazzi clicks going flash, flash, flash
Waiting for the lightning to strike (to strike)
Yeah, you like that, don't you?
You like that, don't you?
Tryna read the look in your eyes
And I don't know if I need the thrill, but damn, you're dressed to kill
(All black, all black, Prada, Prada)
(All black, all black)
I'm at the cliffs edge, baby, yeah, I like it, baby
(All black, all black, Prada, Prada)
(All black, all black)
I'm at the cliffs edge, maybe you should try it, baby
All black, all black, Prada
Hanging out back of the car, uh
Bumping that Nelly like, uh-uh
Making them sick with the cut of my fit
Flashes of violet blue (blue)
Staring at the strobe lights flicking on you
Do you wanna?
Do ya, do ya, do ya? (Oh)
Waiting for the lightning to strike (oh)
Yeah, you like that, don't you?
You like that, don't you?
Tryna read the look in your eyes
And I don't know if I need the thrill
But damn, you're dressed to kill
(All black, all black, Prada, Prada)
(All black, all black)
I'm at the cliffs edge, baby, yeah, I like it, baby
(All black, all black, Prada, Prada)
(All black, all black)
I'm at the cliffs edge, maybe you should try it, baby
Flash, flash, flash
(All black, all black)
(Prada, Prada)
(All black, all black, Prada, Prada)
(All black, all black)
(All black, all black, all black)
Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Crossan, Leyla Fahm, Silas Dalton
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