DESIGNER FINE

That's my lil' bitch I told her buss it I'm too high in public, shit I'm bussin Do this shit like it ain't nothin' cause it ain't none They wasn't blind I know they seen the signs Knew I was a star, walk in the room and I just shine If a nigga said he took something from me that nigga lyin If I had to do a crime tell me would you wait some time for me Baby you designer fine, but I can't make you mine No way, one day this shit gon' catch up to me She know who I'm with I got my thugs with Keep them gangsters right around me, they got love for me Turn you to a viral moment, nigga show me my opponent You know we gon' slide on it, we can bet like 5 on it I love how she ride on it, need a shoulder cry on me I love when you lie with me, hate it when you lie on me I just can't decide, but you been heavy on my mind I don't wanna waste your time, girl I just wanna make you mine Go head baby throw it back, they sending shots we throw 'em back I'm grindin' and they notice that I'm from the mud ain't goin' back Broski movin' packs ain't gotta ask I know he strapped If we got a problem shit I guess we gon' subtract She ain't fuckin' with you nigga go get you some racks Flex up with that shit, I guarantee she comin' back I ain't sellin' drugs, I'm sellin' songs yeah this that crack I be smokin' thrax, cause this shit help me relax Now let's talk facts In my city, you can't lack, cause niggas quick to hit your hat Gotta watch your back, stay cautious, if you don't, you gettin' whacked Don't need no gun, yeah, we can scrap But niggas they don't be on that You got no choice but get a gat I know that shit sad, but my mama won't be sad My son gon' have his dad, and my bitch gon' have a bag I'ma sit and laugh while I'm smokin' on some gas Reminiscing bout the past, put that shit right in my past It don't matter, my pockets they got fatter And my bitches they got badder I ain't trippin' bout the bitch I had her, you just had her after And she make it bounce I call that bitch my favorite clapper Yeah this your damn world, I don't understand Give a f*ck about your man girl Come and hold my hand, let me show you who I am That's my lil' bitch I told her buss it I'm too high in public, shit I'm bussin Do this shit like it ain't nothin' cause it ain't none They wasn't blind I know they seen the signs Knew I was a star, walk in the room and I just shine If a nigga said he took something from me that nigga lyin If I had to do a crime tell me would you wait some time for me Baby you designer fine, but I can't make you mine No way, one day this shit gon' catch up to me Baby you designer fine One day this shit gon' catch up to me Baby you designer fine One day this shit gon' catch up to me Baby you designer fine One day this shit gon' catch up to me Baby you designer fine One day this shit gon' catch up to me Baby you designer fine One day this shit gon' catch up to me Baby you designer fine One day this shit gon' catch up to me No I cannot make you mine One day this shit gon' catch up to me No I cannot make you mine One day this shit gon' catch up to me No I cannot make you mine One day this shit gon' catch up to me No I cannot make you mine One day this shit gon' catch up to me