DESIGNER TALK Lyrics

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Cartier lens, SL Benz

Designer bitches so I call em the Chanel twins

Big bags so we don't do no scaling

And these dead Prezies is my only male friends

Y'all not ready for the new shit I'm unveiling

I do exclusive things

My bitch Louie dreams

She was just a fling

Don't be to extreme

HUNCHO on this new supreme

Three am the only time she get a ring

Daily doing math

Working on the craft

Put us on the map

We don't do no cap

We don't do the bap

Act go perfect with crushed ice

Only need splash of the cherry sprite

Hope this pack honey woods get me through night

Always fucking high

Always with a vibe

And she get it sugar free like g two

Yeah them niggas prolly ballin but they d two

Spring break pan city with they sea view

More bitches only thing my hoes gone bring through

Won't be no evection

Careful who letting witness

All this greatness we committing

Niggas really be forgetting

I'm the one suppose to mention

When you talking about who getting it

New Celine lens, C class Benz

And I'm all up on that paper like a ink pen

Play it right imma take her out to nemians

Find another like me just keep dreaming

Say I'm broke my account saying otherwise

Getting money baby we is not them others guys

Middle fingers up we don't trust other side

So fried

No bride

Looking so fine

Clean like tide

Hoes not mine

If she got some wet pussy imma nose dive

Tap in everything we do is so live

Cartier lens, SL Benz

Designer bitches call em the Chanel twins

New Celine lens, C class Benz

And I'm all up on that paper like a ink pen

Cartier lens, SL Benz

Designer bitches so I call em the Chanel twins

Big bags so we don't do no scaling

And these dead Prezies is my only male friends