"DESIGNER" lyrics
(Rell On The Track) Come on
(Reuel, stop playin' with these niggas)
Bust it, bust it
Two pretty bitches ridin' shotgun (Mwah)
Don't say the word "boss nigga" if you not one
AK, it don't got no stock on it (Dlrrt)
Got it in a low, shooter, me and bro opp huntin'
I got what you need, nigga, cop somethin' (Come on)
Nigga wanna hang around me, gotta drop somethin'
My nigga from the Chi' told me, "Dame, you had the block bust"
I don't wanna have no conversation with you 'bout work (Are you in the Mafia?)
These hoes not nothin', Gucci shoes, Gucci socks on
Iced the fuck up when I walk in the Coney (Ice, ice)
All she smell is balm when she hop up on me
Put a nigga brains in a skillet, now it's hot bologna (Damn)
All these lil' niggas really my sons but I had DJ in 2020 (Yeah)
Niggas ain't sellin' that dope no more and these hoes still sellin' that kitty to 'em
Niggas can't talk to me still with me, gang with me, naw, 'less he gettin' money money
If you had to pay just to speak to me, hate on me, niggas wouldn't even be talkin' to me
Nigga, if I die tonight, ride tonight, take me away in a designer coffin (Designer)
This real 'za got me coughin', I'm a real dog, these niggas just barkin'
All white Cartis, all white 'Rari
My bitch intercepts, yeah, this a naughty
She get some dick whenever she call me
Five-letter fam, but, naw, I ain't Polly
Bro hit my phone, he sellin' some Quali'
She wanna ride, my dick like a Harley
Spread, spread, I'm spreadin' these hundreds
And spittin' on drank 'cause, shit, I'm a junkie
She sayin' it's rich 'cause she love it (Designer)
Her head a ten, I love it (Designer)
No, I won't take her in public
I get her a bag and she lucky (Designer)
I go to war if it's 'bout my brothers, that's just the end of discussion (Designer)
You think she's somethin', she's nothin'
I slut her out and you cuff her
Two pretty bitches ridin' shotgun (Mwah)
Don't say the word "boss nigga" if you not one
AK, it don't got no stock on it (Dlrrt)
Got it in a low, shooter, me and bro opp huntin'
I got what you need, nigga, cop somethin' (Come on)
Nigga wanna hang around me, gotta drop somethin'
My nigga from the Chi' told me, "Dame, you had the block bust"
I don't wanna have no conversation with you 'bout work
These hoes not nothin', Gucci shoes, Gucci socks on
Iced the fuck up when I walk in the Coney (Ice, ice)
All she smell is balm when she hop up on me
Put a nigga brains in a skillet, now it's hot bologna (Damn)
All these lil' niggas really my sons but I had DJ in 2020 (Yeah)
Niggas ain't sellin' that dope no more and these hoes still sellin' that kitty to 'em
Nigga work MCM, who is him? Man, dog, why is this nigga even standin' by us?
You know me and exotic product, T-shirt say Dolce Gabbana
Jeans on me say Amiri
Fly a ho private, ain't goin' on Spirit (Designer)
Dior shades, yeah, the clear ones, Moncler earmuffs, bitch, I can't hear you (Damn)
Alexander McQueen, Lanvins, Celine (Designer)
Fendi my jeans, Burberry tee (Designer)
Louis accessories head to feet
Who is the freshest? He said it's me
My Hellcat designer, I fled the scene (Designer)
Her wig designer, it cost me a G (Designer)
A million in cars, we came in a fleet
Designer my sheets when I go to sleep (Designer)
I'm knowin' this risky, I'm on it (Designer)
You name it, I had it, I sold it (Designer)
No, I can't show no emotion
I throw a bitch heart in the ocean (Get the fuck out of here)
I bought a stick for any commotion, boy, you not havin' no motion
If you ask me, you bogus (Designer), all this designer, she open
Two pretty bitches ridin' shotgun (Mwah)
Don't say the word "boss nigga" if you not one
AK, it don't got no stock on it (Dlrrt)
Got it in a low, shooter, me and bro opp huntin'
I got what you need, nigga, cop somethin' (Come on)
Nigga wanna hang around me, gotta drop somethin'
My nigga from the Chi' told me, "Dame, you had the block bust"
I don't wanna have no conversation with you 'bout work
These hoes not nothin', Gucci shoes, Gucci socks on
Iced the fuck up when I walk in the Coney (Ice, ice)
All she smell is balm when she hop up on me
Put a nigga brains in a skillet, now it's hot bologna (Damn)
All these lil' niggas really my sons but I had DJ in 2020 (Designer, yeah)
Niggas ain't sellin' that dope no more and these hoes still sellin' that kitty to 'em
(Reuel, stop playin' with these niggas)
Bust it, bust it
Two pretty bitches ridin' shotgun (Mwah)
Don't say the word "boss nigga" if you not one
AK, it don't got no stock on it (Dlrrt)
Got it in a low, shooter, me and bro opp huntin'
I got what you need, nigga, cop somethin' (Come on)
Nigga wanna hang around me, gotta drop somethin'
My nigga from the Chi' told me, "Dame, you had the block bust"
I don't wanna have no conversation with you 'bout work (Are you in the Mafia?)
These hoes not nothin', Gucci shoes, Gucci socks on
Iced the fuck up when I walk in the Coney (Ice, ice)
All she smell is balm when she hop up on me
Put a nigga brains in a skillet, now it's hot bologna (Damn)
All these lil' niggas really my sons but I had DJ in 2020 (Yeah)
Niggas ain't sellin' that dope no more and these hoes still sellin' that kitty to 'em
Niggas can't talk to me still with me, gang with me, naw, 'less he gettin' money money
If you had to pay just to speak to me, hate on me, niggas wouldn't even be talkin' to me
Nigga, if I die tonight, ride tonight, take me away in a designer coffin (Designer)
This real 'za got me coughin', I'm a real dog, these niggas just barkin'
All white Cartis, all white 'Rari
My bitch intercepts, yeah, this a naughty
She get some dick whenever she call me
Five-letter fam, but, naw, I ain't Polly
Bro hit my phone, he sellin' some Quali'
She wanna ride, my dick like a Harley
Spread, spread, I'm spreadin' these hundreds
And spittin' on drank 'cause, shit, I'm a junkie
She sayin' it's rich 'cause she love it (Designer)
Her head a ten, I love it (Designer)
No, I won't take her in public
I get her a bag and she lucky (Designer)
I go to war if it's 'bout my brothers, that's just the end of discussion (Designer)
You think she's somethin', she's nothin'
I slut her out and you cuff her
Two pretty bitches ridin' shotgun (Mwah)
Don't say the word "boss nigga" if you not one
AK, it don't got no stock on it (Dlrrt)
Got it in a low, shooter, me and bro opp huntin'
I got what you need, nigga, cop somethin' (Come on)
Nigga wanna hang around me, gotta drop somethin'
My nigga from the Chi' told me, "Dame, you had the block bust"
I don't wanna have no conversation with you 'bout work
These hoes not nothin', Gucci shoes, Gucci socks on
Iced the fuck up when I walk in the Coney (Ice, ice)
All she smell is balm when she hop up on me
Put a nigga brains in a skillet, now it's hot bologna (Damn)
All these lil' niggas really my sons but I had DJ in 2020 (Yeah)
Niggas ain't sellin' that dope no more and these hoes still sellin' that kitty to 'em
Nigga work MCM, who is him? Man, dog, why is this nigga even standin' by us?
You know me and exotic product, T-shirt say Dolce Gabbana
Jeans on me say Amiri
Fly a ho private, ain't goin' on Spirit (Designer)
Dior shades, yeah, the clear ones, Moncler earmuffs, bitch, I can't hear you (Damn)
Alexander McQueen, Lanvins, Celine (Designer)
Fendi my jeans, Burberry tee (Designer)
Louis accessories head to feet
Who is the freshest? He said it's me
My Hellcat designer, I fled the scene (Designer)
Her wig designer, it cost me a G (Designer)
A million in cars, we came in a fleet
Designer my sheets when I go to sleep (Designer)
I'm knowin' this risky, I'm on it (Designer)
You name it, I had it, I sold it (Designer)
No, I can't show no emotion
I throw a bitch heart in the ocean (Get the fuck out of here)
I bought a stick for any commotion, boy, you not havin' no motion
If you ask me, you bogus (Designer), all this designer, she open
Two pretty bitches ridin' shotgun (Mwah)
Don't say the word "boss nigga" if you not one
AK, it don't got no stock on it (Dlrrt)
Got it in a low, shooter, me and bro opp huntin'
I got what you need, nigga, cop somethin' (Come on)
Nigga wanna hang around me, gotta drop somethin'
My nigga from the Chi' told me, "Dame, you had the block bust"
I don't wanna have no conversation with you 'bout work
These hoes not nothin', Gucci shoes, Gucci socks on
Iced the fuck up when I walk in the Coney (Ice, ice)
All she smell is balm when she hop up on me
Put a nigga brains in a skillet, now it's hot bologna (Damn)
All these lil' niggas really my sons but I had DJ in 2020 (Designer, yeah)
Niggas ain't sellin' that dope no more and these hoes still sellin' that kitty to 'em
