die in designer

Me and the guys we ride with that fye
You is not like that, ain't you tired?
Yeah, you is a lie, me, I'm tryna die in designer
Yo girl fine, mine she finer
Whole gang balling like the niners
My girl a 10, she a dimer
She so wild like a tiger
The choppa singing like it's choir
And the barrel carbon fiber
You ain't gon blow just retire
Yeah that's designer the attire
I'm so gassed up like I'm a lighter
The whole gang my ride-or-die'ers
Why you in my DM's now, where was that back then?
You wasn't messing with me then
Nah we can't be friends
You gotta see this through my lens
I'm in designer 'till the end
Back then I was making pennies
Now I'm making Ms
Yeah
Well that's just how it goes
Old friends turned to foes
Can't let them get too close
Yeah
I be coolin with the bros
I went from wearing bummy fits to riding in a Ghost
Yeah, all my guys got poles
And they aimed right at yo dome
I only wanted her for one night, shouts out Lil Boat
Yeah that's Moncler up on the coat
You said you up, bro check the score
It ain't even close
I need some drank, pour me a four
Me and the guys we ride with that fye
You is not like that, ain't you tired?
Yeah, you is a lie, me, I'm tryna die in designer
Yo girl fine, mine she finer
Whole gang balling like the niners
My girl a 10, she a dimer
She so wild like a tiger
The choppa singing like it's choir
And the barrel carbon fiber
And it's aimed right at yo crew
Nah, you ain't bulletproof
We smoking thrax all in the booth
The wock same color Maajin Buu
Yeah we sip on tris, come get yo girl she blew a kiss
And I think she want my kids, I might put her in a Benz
I want that guap I want that Yen
I'm in my zone I'm locked in
I'm at the top with my twin
Me and the gang, we gon win



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Writer(s): Jaden Nettles
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