Giuseppe

You couldn't walk in my Giuseppe shoes, walk in my Giuseppe shoes Bitch you couldn't walk in my Giuseppe shoes, walk in my Giuseppe shoes I'm wearin' designer clothes, takin' designer drugs Hoes show me love when I'm inside the club KTZ jogging suit, man that boy cockin' loot I paid for the pussy man but it ain't somethin' that I often do Treat her like a prostitute, purse with the matchin' boots I hit her in the driveway, like it's a mansion in the fuckin' coupe All we do is go get it, I'm allergic to broke niggas (Achoo, achoo) And even if I'm playin' ball, the cheapest thing I got on is 450 Rappers try to befriend a nigga On skinny ass tie, wearin' skinny ass tie My outfit from the Grammys might kill you nigga Chef cook crab legs with a Dom Pérignon nigga I'm a fuckin' don nigga, put a fuckin' tong in her Giuseppes Zanottis on your motherfuckin' lawn nigga Steppin' on your sofa, roll it on your old homie Her ass so big, she need a fuckin' alarm on it You can't walk in my Giuseppe shoes, walk in my Giuseppe shoes Bitch you can't walk in my Giuseppe shoes, walk in my Giuseppe shoes I'm wearin' designer clothes, takin' designer drugs Hoes show me love, when I'm inside the club Club Toxic with the zebra print Gold on the tip, pay your fuckin' rent She only rock heels, she a bad bitch 30 bands in the shoebox from the last brick Money don't talk, it just look good Put me in a suit and tie, still I look hood Designer hoes, Atlanta hoes Couple bougie bitches from the West Coast In my white on white Giuseppes Nigga I'm fresh to death, can't help it Memphis my hood, I'm reppin' Ratchet bitches, I love it, can't help it Black and yellow Lambo, Oreo space coupe Jump out with them 'seppes on lookin' like space boots Cartier, Rollie watch, nigga lookin' antique Just counted out another million, that's a cool week You can't walk in my Giuseppe shoes, walk in my Giuseppe shoes Bitch you couldn't walk in my Giuseppe shoes, walk in my Giuseppe shoes I'm wearin' designer clothes, takin' designer drugs Hoes show me love, when I'm inside the club I see that grill on the two door lookin' barracuda You know that barrel on the Desert Eagle lookin' like a tuba Five or six Rollies, flexin' like I'm Lex Luger Chop the rocks with the razor and my hand, Freddie Kruger I'm a fool with the anchor but my fork game viscous Lil man bitch, keep the extra, Merry Christmas I'm a Balenciaga wearin' Clyde Christian ass nigga You keep my name in your mouth, always bitchin' ass nigga Swear the roof on this motherfucker lookin' like a astrology Is that a half a million dollar car? Shit it gotta be These niggas is your enemies, that's just my philosophy And all these swagger jackin' niggas owe you an apology Icy white, two bricks on my feet nigga Avion makin' money while I sleep nigga Cop the mid, cop the low, just to style on 'em My Air Force nigga couldn't walk a mile in 'em You couldn't walk in my Giuseppe shoes, walk in my Giuseppe shoes Bitch you couldn't walk in my Giuseppe shoes, walk in my Giuseppe shoes I'm wearin' designer clothes, takin' designer drugs Hoes show me love, when I'm inside the club