Designer Drugs & Fashion

I got bitches in every state could run for president
Pretty girls and raw codeine that's my medicine
Why you tryna take me off the scene and ruin my legacy
Tell me you love me every time you leave girl that's my ecstasy
I gotta stop leaning on goddamn drink I text all my exes
Tints too dark in the goddamn whip
I missed my exit
Pretty ass girl you know I need your head
You got me stressing
Only go to the club for the backend
Designer Drugs & Fashion

Everything I got on right now cost more than your rent
I'm not matchin
Lil stupid ass nigga you pulled to a spot
Yeen know why Yeen back in
Brand new heater on my hip neen
It's black & tan
I ain't trippin bout the shit that I lost neen
Goin hard as I can
Phew, that's the sound of the fan
Reach in my pocket an pull out a band
Now I'm 2 high right now ion know what you sayin
They got my dawg in the cage need too free my man
Ain't no percs in sight
Ok cool
Pop a xan
We gon slide like van doors
I need mine and yours
They like why you slime me for
They like why you grinding for
Cause I gotta make it I got ppl to feed
SRT
Goin top speed
Hit it with the glee

I got bitches in every state could run for president
Pretty girls and raw codeine that's my medicine
Why you tryna take me off the scene and ruin my legacy
Tell me you love me every time you leave girl that's my ecstasy
I gotta stop leaning on goddamn drink I text all my exes
Tints too dark in the goddamn whip
I missed my exit
Pretty ass girl you know I need your head
You got me stressing
Only go to the club for the backend
Designer Drugs & Fashion



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Writer(s): Richard Iheme
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