Designer Bitch (feat. Samskii)

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Designer drugs and expensive accessories
Rock Arcteryx, and I pop me an ecstasy
I'm in the club and your bitch is right next to me
This bitch a dub, she know I keep a check on me
Checkin' my pockets, no lil bitch is stressing me
Lil pocket rocket, no nigga finessing me
I'ma pop it, he try to get next to me I think he mad cause his lil bitch is texting me
Huh, I think he mad cause his bitch is a bastard
Skirt off in traffic, the track hawk is faster, diamonds on rock and all white like Alaska
Lately I been going ghost like I'm Casper get on your knees like you pray to the pastor
Boy you can have it, I already had her She stuck on me like I'm labeled her master
Coups, riches, bitches lifestyle I'm living relentless, the sickest
Too much to do to be chilling and sitting they see you winning, get filled with resentment
Q riding low, tryna hit perfect fitment I'm riding slow, then the VIP getting it
Her pussy good, this bitch gon' leave me penniless
She put her ass in my face and say spit in it, bad bitch, in love with fashion
In love with cabbage, in designer fabrics, lay me to rest in the designer casket
She double R, cause she rich and she ratchet, beautiful bitch, but she picked up bad habits
She used to model, seen her in a pageant, she don't like bringing her shit from the past tense
Now she push white through the streets like Alaskans
Now she a MBM bitch and I like it
She throw that ass back on my shit like we fighting
F*ck her and some diamonds, it keep her excited, that look in her eyes, I consider it priceless
Vibes extra vibrant, we crown like a titan we turning, we burnt in the sky like a pilot
All through the night tryna see who the highest, no private plane, but it feel like we flying
Designer drugs and expensive accessories
Rock Arcteryx, and I pop me an ecstasy
I'm in the club and your bitch is right next to me
This bitch a dub, she know I keep a check on me
Checkin' my pockets, no lil bitch is stressing me
Lil pocket rocket, no nigga finessing me
I'ma pop it, he try to get next to me I think he mad cause his lil bitch is texting me
Huh, I think he mad cause his bitch is a bastard
Skirt off in traffic, the track hawk is faster, diamonds on rock and all white like Alaska
Lately I been going ghost like I'm Casper get on your knees like you pray to the pastor
Boy you can have it, I already had her She stuck on me like I'm labeled her master
Got holo tips and you know they green hearted, level myself up, look where I started
Loving the money, the fashion, the loot, cannot get caught up with passing the loot
Breaking my heart, but I only got richer, she take some pills, she get stuck like a fixture
She loving my word, but I'm loving her figure, promise I'll shine I put that on my sister
Remember the times I was trapped at the bottom, brodie had called me and told me we got him
Open her legs for me, you had some problems, smoking that green that shit look like a goblin
I can't let no hoe try to get next to me, said she love me, she keep trying to check on me
Must be a fool if you think you got close I'll kick her out, see the tracks on the road
I'm here with Samskii, I'm stuck on my migo, bad and she Bougie, I love me a freak hoe
Say that you hate me, but watch through a peephole, block your lil' boyfriend, he green just like Shego
Purple lil' potion to fix my emotion, rocking a hat to protect you like Trojan
Cry me a river, you cry me an ocean, don't give a f*ck, I just go through the motions
Designer drugs and expensive accessories
Rock Arcteryx, and I pop me an ecstasy
I'm in the club and your bitch is right next to me
This bitch a dub, she know I keep a check on me
Checkin' my pockets, no bitch is stressing me
Lil pocket rocket, no nigga finessing me
I'ma pop it, he try to get next to me I think he mad cause his lil bitch is texting me
I think he made because his bitch keep on necking me
This hoe a freak, I know she wanna sex with me
That hoe get mad, I don't answer the phone, tryna tell you, bitch, leave me alone
Designer bitch, she like that I'm rocking designer fits, this expensive fabric
All kinda shit, I'm tired of the clones

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