Designer

I got love for some designer I-I got love for some designer (x2) My bitch tatted, I call her designer Parallel shit bitch don't get lined up Bitch I'm tatted, I'm designer [Chorus] I got love for some designer My bitch tatted I call her designer When I get that check, buy nothing but designer Pop the kush, swisher blunts, rolling nothing but designer Shoot his face off, bitch we designer Might be mixed matched but everything designer Drinking fiji water, I call that designer We them glory boys, bitch we be designer I got love for some designer Parallel shit bitch don't get lined up Ugh, ugh Sosa in his prime huh I'm that nigga, shit you get that all the time huh Yeah, I buy nothing but designer Lotta kush, lotta blunts I'm designer Shoot his face off, I'm designer And I'm truud down, but I'm designer Bitch I'm tatted, I'm designer OTF stuff, you know where to find us They be cutting up like deisgner (bang bang) Off a lot of dope, Bitch I be high as fuck (bang bang) [Chorus] Designer, homicide put me in the line up CMG, they tryna define us Say it stand for Cars, Money, Grinders I-I-I'm true to my religion bitch so start praying The doors to the trap is open, Amen Me and my nigga Sosa about to start (blah!) A hundred shots coming out that black van (blah!) Van, bullets gon design ya (Murder) Run out with that work we gon come find ya I rock Gucci, Louie, Prada like the song say My money don't fold up, I keep it long ways (ways) [Chorus]