"Designa (Corvette Corvette, Pt. 2)" lyrics
They like, "Popp, how the fuck you walk like this?"
They like, "Popp, why the fuck do you talk like this?" (Dagur go stupid)
How you walk like this, how you talk like this
(Damn Ethan, you done did it again)
She want that Dior and she want Gucci, Gucci, Gucci (Let's go)
She wanna rock Burberry and she want Louis, Louis, Louis (She wanna look cute)
She want that Prada and the Gucci on the belt (That Prada)
This bitch want Fendi and Versace for the smell (Versace)
She want that Dior and she want Gucci, Gucci, Gucci (Gucci)
She wanna rock Burberry and she want Louis, Louis, Louis (Louis and Louis)
She want that Prada and the Gucci on the belt (Gucci on the belt)
This bitch want Fendi and Versace for the smell, uh
She wasn't fire late year, got her some drip, she a dime, uh
I hit that bitch from the back, I'm tryna blow out her spine, uh
She wanna stay on my side, she wanna be like a knight, uh
She wanna fuck and suck, she wanna do it all night
Okay, I told her I'm with it
She asks me what's up and I told her "Let's get it"
But I ain't doin' no COVID
I'm young and I'm lit and I can't be committed, uh
Can't be committed, yeah, I admit it, yeah
I turn a two to a four, they tryna see how I did it, uh
Bitch, why you snap like this?
They be like, "Popp, why you rap like this?"
Bitch, and I talk like that
They still tryna figure out how I walk like that
Bitch, 'cause I got cash
That's probably why all these girls in my Jag
Bitch, I ain't got no manage
I'll hang up and I won't call back
She want that Dior and she want Gucci, Gucci, Gucci (Let's go)
She wanna rock Burberry and she want Louis, Louis, Louis (She wanna look cute)
She want that Prada and the Gucci on the belt (That Prada)
This bitch want Fendi and Versace for the smell (Versace)
She want that Dior and she want Gucci, Gucci, Gucci (Gucci)
She wanna rock Burberry and she want Louis, Louis, Louis (Louis and Louis)
She want that Prada and the Gucci on the belt (Gucci on the belt)
This bitch want Fendi and Versace for the smell, uh
Uh oh, you is in trouble
Uh oh, you is in trouble
Uh oh, you is in trouble
You is in trouble
It's Popp Hunna, yeah
They like, "Popp, why the fuck do you talk like this?" (Dagur go stupid)
How you walk like this, how you talk like this
(Damn Ethan, you done did it again)
She want that Dior and she want Gucci, Gucci, Gucci (Let's go)
She wanna rock Burberry and she want Louis, Louis, Louis (She wanna look cute)
She want that Prada and the Gucci on the belt (That Prada)
This bitch want Fendi and Versace for the smell (Versace)
She want that Dior and she want Gucci, Gucci, Gucci (Gucci)
She wanna rock Burberry and she want Louis, Louis, Louis (Louis and Louis)
She want that Prada and the Gucci on the belt (Gucci on the belt)
This bitch want Fendi and Versace for the smell, uh
She wasn't fire late year, got her some drip, she a dime, uh
I hit that bitch from the back, I'm tryna blow out her spine, uh
She wanna stay on my side, she wanna be like a knight, uh
She wanna fuck and suck, she wanna do it all night
Okay, I told her I'm with it
She asks me what's up and I told her "Let's get it"
But I ain't doin' no COVID
I'm young and I'm lit and I can't be committed, uh
Can't be committed, yeah, I admit it, yeah
I turn a two to a four, they tryna see how I did it, uh
Bitch, why you snap like this?
They be like, "Popp, why you rap like this?"
Bitch, and I talk like that
They still tryna figure out how I walk like that
Bitch, 'cause I got cash
That's probably why all these girls in my Jag
Bitch, I ain't got no manage
I'll hang up and I won't call back
She want that Dior and she want Gucci, Gucci, Gucci (Let's go)
She wanna rock Burberry and she want Louis, Louis, Louis (She wanna look cute)
She want that Prada and the Gucci on the belt (That Prada)
This bitch want Fendi and Versace for the smell (Versace)
She want that Dior and she want Gucci, Gucci, Gucci (Gucci)
She wanna rock Burberry and she want Louis, Louis, Louis (Louis and Louis)
She want that Prada and the Gucci on the belt (Gucci on the belt)
This bitch want Fendi and Versace for the smell, uh
Uh oh, you is in trouble
Uh oh, you is in trouble
Uh oh, you is in trouble
You is in trouble
It's Popp Hunna, yeah
Writer(s): Cooper Vengrove, Omir Bernard
