Stevo - Designer

Louie, That Gucci, Fendi and McQueen
I’m mixing Designer you know that shit clean
I roll with them apes
That’s why I rock Bape
Her head game fantastic
That shit so Supreme
I’m not Martin Luther
But I Have a dream
Fuck wit them foreigns that’s why I drive beams
Twenty nineteen I just stack up my cream
Gotta take off and put on for my team
Louie, That Gucci, Fendi and McQueen
I’m mixing Designer you know that shit clean
I roll with them apes
That’s why I rock Bape
Her head game fantastic
That shit so Supreme
I’m not Martin Luther
But I Have a dream
Fuck wit them foreigns that’s why I drive beams
Twenty nineteen I just stack up my cream
Gotta take off and put on for my team
I want Balenciaga
Fuck with a foreign and she just want Prada
She only want me cause she want my dollars
We ain’t have a vibe so that was a problem
No I’m not Drake but I start from the bottom
I took all the chances them shots I shot em
Go in the mall what I want I bought em
Bitches I fuck and I still don’t use condoms
Damn (Damn, damn, damn)
I really be tripping thats true
I still be missing you
But if I want something I’ll get to it too
Rockin my yeezy boost
Thinking that I have the juice
I’m thinking that I have the juice
Niggas that hated now they want a truce
Yeah
Pull up in all that designer
Pull up in all that designer
Talkin that Dolce Gabbana
Talkin that Ferragamo
Pull up and spoil ya momma
Like 21 slaughter ya daughter
Then I take her to Bahamas
Louie, That Gucci, Fendi and McQueen
I’m mixing Designer you know that shit clean
I roll with them apes
That’s why I rock Bape
Her head game fantastic
That shit so Supreme
I’m not Martin Luther
But I Have a dream
Fuck wit them foreigns that’s why I drive beams
Twenty nineteen I just stack up my cream
Gotta take off and put on for my team
Louie, That Gucci, Fendi and McQueen
I’m mixing Designer you know that shit clean
I roll with them apes
That’s why I rock Bape
Her head game fantastic
That shit so Supreme
I’m not Martin Luther
But I Have a dream
Fuck wit them foreigns that’s why I drive beams
Twenty nineteen I just stack up my cream
Gotta take off and put on for my team
I bag ya girl in my ones
Nigga tried jump he don’t want no ones
I don’t start beef for fun
I load up that A-R and make his ass run
My partners we rockin off white
This bitch want me cuffed I say only one night
I can not have a wife
She on IG takin pics with my ice
She said she want me for life
She know if she wit me her future is bright
You know I give her that pipe
She irritate me
I told her only one strike
Yeah
Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Louie, that Gucci,Fendi and McQueen
Mixing designer you know that shit clean
Roll wit them apes
That’s why I rock Bape
Her head game fantastic
That shit so supreme
I’m not Martin Luther but I have a dream
Fuck wit that foreign thats why I drive beams
Twenty nineteen I just stack up my cream
Gotta take off and put on for my team

Written by:
Steven Callender

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