DESIGNER Lyrics

Girl just call my phone on the low he aint gotta know

Come in to zone give me dome then she gotta go

Right back to her man she dont love him she just want the bag

You the baddest lil biddy I done fucked with lemme be your man

Leave that boy in the past I treat you better than he can

She know that I'm a player just like her she cant risk her plan

No security with me bitch I'm solo posted in the city

I get down 'n gritty when I need to but I still stay pretty

Thought you were YSL the brand but you YSL the gang

You do him oh so slimey oh so grimey

Get up on me

And I know it's wrong but damn this shit turn me on

What we have is temporary so why do I want you to be my lady?

I know this isn't love why do I want you think I'm going crazy

Every time you with me you fog my brain the way we get so steamy

I get why you want me

Im so fresh and you so slimy

I got so much designer on me

Can you alphabetise 'em for me ?

On Monday I'm rocking Amiri

Tuesday I'm wearing Burberry

Next day she show me her cherries

Thursday I drip in Dior Dior

Friday I'm fucking her abroad abroad

Take that bitch to Europe for sure

Saturdays she want Fendi Fendi

Sunday I'm yelling Givenchy 'venchy

My ex still work at drive-thru Wendys

Heron Preston my shoes

She want Louis Vuitton on her boobs

Give me both I don't like to choose

And your girlfriend call me rude

'cuz I don't call her

She hidin shit from you

and I just tell her

Girl just call my phone on the low he aint gotta know

Come in to zone give me dome then she gotta go

Right back to her man she dont love him she just want the bag

You the baddest lil biddy I done fucked with lemme be your man

Leave that boy in the past I treat you better than he can

She know that I'm a player just like her she cant risk her plan

No security with me bitch I'm solo posted in the city

I get down 'n gritty when I need to but I still stay pretty