Designer Fine

DJ Swift on the track
Seth got the waves

I love her but I can't afford her
You could give the bitch the world
She still want you to spoil her
She want Gucci
She want Fendi, Prada
Balenciaga's

I love her but I can't afford her
You could give the bitch the world
She still want you to spoil her
She want Gucci
She want Louis
She want Fendi, Prada
Still got some niggas that will step in some Balenciaga's

Say if you need 'em let me know and that won't be a problem
Looking for my Queen like Prince Akeem
I'm just trying to find her
Let me know if you for me 'cause ain't no need to even waste my time
Fuck what them hoes say
They opinion don't make a dime
She rocking Dolce my lil baby designer fine

Don't know what to call her, I call her mine
And being the lord the last thought of mine
I put you over every thought of mine
Since the first time we been fucking all the time
I let the sunshine in
Open all the blinds
Knowing that I'm gonna leave
Another text I gotta read

Another text that I don't need
When I ain't stressing I don't bleed
If I ain't resting I don't eat
And I been going, bitch I don't sleep
You must've heard that I don't speak
Brains on the curb by his feet
See that wasn't nothing, he was sleep
He played snake so that was creep

All these broken hearts I'm done with
I'm bout to pack my shit and take it back to London
Wanna be on a PJ with PJ I'm trying have my son with me
Lil shawty want the world and everything that come with it
Fuck what they thinking they could take they opinion and run with it

I love her but I can't afford her
You could give the bitch the world
She still want you to spoil her
She want Gucci
She want Louis
She want Fendi, Prada
Still got some niggas that will step in some Balenciaga's

Say if you need 'em let me know and that won't be a problem
Looking for my Queen like Prince Akeem
I'm just trying to find her
Let me know if you for me 'cause ain't no need to even waste my time
Fuck what them hoes say
They opinion don't make a dime
She rocking Dolce my lil baby designer fine

Don't know what to call her, I call her mine
And being the lord the last thought of mine
I put you over every thought of mine
I been looking for you all the time
I think God knowing all the signs
It ain't my fault they blaming me
So therefore every fault is mine

Know you want to see me so I hit you up on FaceTime
Because you know I ain't got time
So you want me to make time
Why them niggas don't break they neck for me the way I break mine
Heard it through the grapevine
You know the way I break spines

I don't know why they lying
I ain't ever fucked her in that Nova yeah that ain't mine
And I heard he a sucker for that pussy that's why they dying
And I been in my prime like I'm Kobe number eight now
When I ain't there she get to crying, it's ok I'm on my way now

I love her but I can't afford her
You could give the bitch the world
She still want you to spoil her
She want Gucci
She want Louis
She want Fendi, Prada
Still got some niggas that will step in some Balenciaga's

Say if you need 'em let me know and that won't be a problem
Looking for my Queen like Prince Akeem
I'm just trying to find her
Let me know if you for me 'cause ain't no need to even waste my time
Fuck what them hoes say
They opinion don't make a dime
She rocking Dolce my lil baby designer fine

I love her but I can't afford her
You could give the bitch the world
She still want you to spoil her
She want Gucci
She want Louis
She want Fendi, Prada
Still got some niggas in some Balenciaga's
Let me know and that won't be a problem