M0sh in Designer Lyrics

Yeah (100, 200, 300, Push up)

Yeah (Push up, Push up…)

I gotta, I gotta be... yeah, yeah

Flew on a jet to the barrio

Bites on my neck I don't follow hoe

I been lowkey I'm not missing

Twenty one thousand my kitchen

Mama just got a new house

We finna just rent that bitch out

Take all the cash and figure it out

No matter no dollar amount (Gimmie cash)

You know I'ma blow a bag (I'ma blow it)

Dior on my sweater holding a tech

My bro got that bloody red

I don't got time for this (Bloody red, bloody red)

I need to get me some cash

I need to mosh in the blood bath

I need to crush on a bitch bad

Used to finesse out the book bag

I want all the smoke

Bih don't talk to me (Let's go)

I don't need friends, I need blue notes

Once I got that I'll be cool bro

Once I got that I'll act fool though

I'm talking bout glisten my teeth

I'm talking bout chains to my feet

BB was fye, I'm finna exchange for Alyx (The banks, the bank)

You know I would love to stay high (I love it)

But I'm tryna be like Jay Z

You know I love to stay high (I love it)

But I'm tryna stack money not fees

You want labs? I got fees

Eighty-one K for a feat

Eighty-one gems on my nails and teeth

Up in a... (Up in a what?)

Up in a mosh, designer tee

Finna make dough with an Air BNB

Penthouse shawty wanna come with me

You know I love to stay high (I love it)

Ride around town with that fye (Yeah)

You don't want talk to those guys

No, no