DESIGNER PLANTS

Big Joon baby and I'm getting to the cash
Keep my money in a stash, aye

Still me
Still getting to it
Same day
Just a different music

Aye, aye, aye

Big Joon baby
And I'm gettin' to the cash
Ain't fuckin w the bank
I keep my money in the stash
I wear designer pants
And I smoke designer plants
Baby, you could come with me
But you ain't fuckin up my plans

Hunnids in my calendar
And fiftys in my schedule
Hunnids in this messenger
And twelve on my tennis
Running up these bands
I don't care about a image
I don't got tattoos
Cause I got commitment issues

I'm so afraid of love
I told the bitch I'd rather miss you
I just took a call w Mom
And talked about some issues
Rapping about my life
Dis shit be really just for business
Me and money get along
But we don't never be consistent

Me and drugs co-dependent
Her love for me finished
I got love Benjis
They won't ever make me jealous

Good person
But my heart is like snow
I give her dick
That's as far as it go
I'm sorry baby
One thing you can learn from me
Is I ain't lazy
My mind be ten damn places I drive crazy

Good person
But my heart's like snow
I get money
That's as far as it go



Credits
Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Jonathan Adugna Negero
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