Designer Junkie (Intro)
Drayko
Watch: New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great Singer
My deck got dealt with hella jokers, thrown in Gotham City I can see the fake because they broke or tryna plot against me They won't never know how hard I go, the hustle lie within me I'll do some f*ck shit out of spite but never out of pity I know they out to get me Already told y'all how it goes way back on keep busy I just upped some pink fifties, money help me think clearly I've been turnin' nothin' to somethin' don't need a thing near me Turnt this shit round 360 Real-Really started seein' pape, and now shit seem different Circle small, a special ed bus could fit the team in it Designer junkie, purple or Ksubi, pick the jeans with it I got all of these, Abdu'l-Jabbars, feel like Kareem spittin' Snakin' through the grass over some green, y'all some green bitches Make you bop your head so damn hard, look like a fein twitchin' So many trees up inside this bitch, look like it's fein Christmas Clean as f*ck inside that courtroom, Polo Tee crispy I don't need no purple drink to have him lean with me Pops was thuggin' out off of the drink and got a mean kidney Bitchin' instead of fixin' your problems, you a queen sissy Come and get a EP done today, it cost about 350 Comparin' me to you, that shit not the same Comparin' him to me, what the f*ck you think Jxckk trippin' all over this beat like, what the f*ck he drank? Bout money, my judgment never clouded, I'm gon' make it rain Me-me and bro gon' spark this wood, that's my twin flame Distrokid check and', soundcloud check, call it twin pape In traffic cuttin', whippin' this shit up, Drayko the sensei I live by two morals, always stay real and get paid Been gettin' legal money, you can ask about my bag I swear ya'll always been squares just like some fuckin' plad Threw the w*** while we was on the run said, "I don't know what I had" Just beat the beat up without a hook, I keep on throwin' jabs Gettin' bills just like Josh Allen, I don't f*ck with the Jags Treat 12 just like some gators, they behind, then I'm gon' run in zags You-you-you won't never catch me glitchin', I don't pop no lags Only thing I'm poppin' is my shit when I pop these tags I don't beg, but in this case, I'ma beg to differ High as f*ck, I'm in the mood to snooze, got me bumpin' SZA You would cross your mans to be the king, you just like the bishop Guess how many fucks I really give, it's near none to little I'm really locked the f*ck in, I'm onto somethin' with this one Money spread, to spread the message, go and fuckin' get some Left school cause I don't need knowledge, when I got wisdom Don't cut your mans out now, then when he up, act like you miss him I swear to God The f*ck kinda shit is that? Hahaha Yeah Bitch
The easy, fast & fun way to learn how to sing: 30DaySinger.com
Citation
Use the citation below to add these lyrics to your bibliography:
Style:MLAChicagoAPA
"Designer Junkie (Intro) Lyrics." Lyrics.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 21 May 2024. <https://www.lyrics.com/lyric-lf/13662345/Drayko/Designer+Junkie+%28Intro%29>.
Discuss the Designer Junkie (Intro) Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In