Ooh (Uh, 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 got the paparazzi clicks going
Flash, flash, flash

Waitin' 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, Pra-da
In and out, back in the car, uh
Reppin' that mani, like uh-uh
Makin' them sick with the cut of my fit
Lashes on fire, like ooh-ooh
Man at the strobe light's lookin' at you
Do you wanna?
Do ya, do ya, do ya? (Oh)

Waitin' for thе lightning to strike (To strike)
Yeah, you likе 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)