Lil Duke, Tyla Yaweh - Designer paroles de (lyrics)

She just want designer, babygirl into fashion

I got a new bitch, my new bitch, she finer
I really lost all my heart and
I had to remind her
Soon as I met you felt like perfect timing
I only want you, it ain't worth the whining
My bitch so bad how she rocking designer
She bending over, I get right behind her
We get the money, ain't too hard to find it
I'm in my bag, on the low I been grinding
(yeah, yeah)
Been putting on, I been popping my collar
We spending racks all in Gucci in Prada
These bitches do anything for a follow

Give him some shots like he
Waiting on a waiter
I get 'em ate like he waiting on a cater
We get them bands and I always be faded
Don't mean we related
They know I'm bossing and too underrated
I'm 'bout to get a big house and it's gated
YSL thugging, I won't ever trade it
Came out the jungle
They bite like them gators
Biting like gators
Bitches keep coming, I'm playing 'em all
Me and my bitch, we gon' stay in the mall
Breaking the laws and we paying 'em all
I popped a nigga and got on a Leer
We sipping lean, I don't gotta drink beer
Diamonds so loud and I know they can't hear
He gon' get whacked if he ever come near
All work and no play
Shot him, it's a cold case
No witness mean no face
We shopping in every state
But I cannot feel it
Baby died, I dropped a few tears
Say she brought me to reality
My old bitch, she texting
She saying that she mad at me

I got a new bitch, my new bitch, she finer
I really lost all my heart and
I had to remind her
Soon as I met you felt like perfect timing
I only want you, it ain't worth the whining
My bitch so bad how she rocking designer
She bending over, I get right behind her
We get the money, ain't too hard to find it
I'm in my bag, on the low I been grinding
(yeah, yeah)
Been putting on, I been popping my collar
We spending racks all in Gucci in Prada
These bitches do anything for a follow

Get some racks, pop some tags
Put it in a Maybach
Spent some racks on my girl
But she acting like a brat
I spent it twice on the ice
That's just 'round her neck
She even hang with the gang
Even thorough my set
This girl look just like the
Lotto', ass so fat, she gotta wobble
Even when she walking down the
Runway looking like a model
I know I'm retarded, I know what she like
Wake up in the morning, this
The life I choose, i wonder why
But the percy keeps me in
My vibe, it's feeling blurry, know I'm blind
Good and evil picking sides
They wanting me to realize oh oh, oh oh

I got a new bitch, my new bitch, she finer
I really lost all my heart and
I had to remind her
Soon as I met you felt like perfect timing
I only want you, it ain't worth the whining
My bitch so bad how she rocking designer
She bending over, I get right behind her
We get the money, ain't too hard to find it
I'm in my bag, on the low I been grinding
(yeah, yeah)
Been putting on, I been popping my collar
We spending racks all in Gucci in Prada
These bitches do anything for a follow