Designer
I bought designer just don't wear it and nobody seen the shit
And its scary cus the ones you love the most can't wait to see you slip
They feening for attention pocket watching reach in it
Don't get to close cause I might blow and leave you on the scene and shit
A .223 it broke his spleen
Got caught wit da beam
Now his face is on a screen
Friends he knew since he was teens did some shit he never seen
Un, Unn
I make sure i'm medicated
Can't tell me I ain't dedicated
See my shot then imma take it ain't waiting i'm bound to make it
In a Li imma takeoff tell mama I'm in a spaceship
I was down bad on my dick ain't nobody tell me ill make it
Love is rare
Never seen it but a lot of people fake it
Got a bottle of this red shit we mix it and then we shake it
I'm blatant so don't mistake it
Run up catch the vapor
I been balling on my laker shit
I fuck around and sling a brick
I'm winning and they hating it
Don't know why they hating it
Prolly cuz i'm the one with the rhythm they ain't creating it
Laying low saving in the clouds pockets raising
Eye on crystal grazing
Got my hoodie on i'm training
Young nigga uping his rating
Lacing up my new Masons
Bitches gon' pick they favorites
Still ain't ever harm me
Pop said whatever I do don't go to the army
Calling my name
This money be calling my name
Calling my name
This money be calling my name
I'm in this for the money fuck the fame
Niggas switched lanes
Still buss a nigga brain ain't been the type to act strange
Told look at the bigger picture and they cropped me out the frame
Niggas really assed out
Finna bring a bag out
New clothes tags out
P's in the stash house
Never pressed these niggas I pull up they got they flash out
New wheels Jeep shit
Polo tee cheap shit
Poppin out in style when i wan be on my G shit
They weird keep your defense
Don't let them catch you sleeping
Can't let no bad vibes creep in
Her pussy is my weakness
I'm busy through the week so she come and sleep on the weekends
Don't tell no one we freaking five percents keep the secrets
I buss a trap before I get twat
Get money nigga come first is the guap
I just bussed the steamer they ask why its hot?
We just spun on a opp
Did it again another one pops
Get money nigga i need it a lot
Came from shit with the Ramon and pots
Grab what you need we gon' open shop
And its scary cus the ones you love the most can't wait to see you slip
They feening for attention pocket watching reach in it
Don't get to close cause I might blow and leave you on the scene and shit
A .223 it broke his spleen
Got caught wit da beam
Now his face is on a screen
Friends he knew since he was teens did some shit he never seen
Un, Unn
I make sure i'm medicated
Can't tell me I ain't dedicated
See my shot then imma take it ain't waiting i'm bound to make it
In a Li imma takeoff tell mama I'm in a spaceship
I was down bad on my dick ain't nobody tell me ill make it
Love is rare
Never seen it but a lot of people fake it
Got a bottle of this red shit we mix it and then we shake it
I'm blatant so don't mistake it
Run up catch the vapor
I been balling on my laker shit
I fuck around and sling a brick
I'm winning and they hating it
Don't know why they hating it
Prolly cuz i'm the one with the rhythm they ain't creating it
Laying low saving in the clouds pockets raising
Eye on crystal grazing
Got my hoodie on i'm training
Young nigga uping his rating
Lacing up my new Masons
Bitches gon' pick they favorites
Still ain't ever harm me
Pop said whatever I do don't go to the army
Calling my name
This money be calling my name
Calling my name
This money be calling my name
I'm in this for the money fuck the fame
Niggas switched lanes
Still buss a nigga brain ain't been the type to act strange
Told look at the bigger picture and they cropped me out the frame
Niggas really assed out
Finna bring a bag out
New clothes tags out
P's in the stash house
Never pressed these niggas I pull up they got they flash out
New wheels Jeep shit
Polo tee cheap shit
Poppin out in style when i wan be on my G shit
They weird keep your defense
Don't let them catch you sleeping
Can't let no bad vibes creep in
Her pussy is my weakness
I'm busy through the week so she come and sleep on the weekends
Don't tell no one we freaking five percents keep the secrets
I buss a trap before I get twat
Get money nigga come first is the guap
I just bussed the steamer they ask why its hot?
We just spun on a opp
Did it again another one pops
Get money nigga i need it a lot
Came from shit with the Ramon and pots
Grab what you need we gon' open shop
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Writer(s): Tyree Butler
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