Designer

Whole lot of designers, but ain't nobody robbin' me

Now you so bad, baby it's a robbery

Look at them hatin', but they ain't nothin' but bottom feedin'

Young ***** with that sack, young ***** with that sack on me

Just a young ***** with a sack, young ***** with a sack on me

Young ***** with a sack, young ***** keep that strap on me

I'm a young ***** with a sack, young ***** with a sack on me

Young ***** with a sack, you know I keep them sticks on me

As soon as that money change hands then my mind pass

Half real and half misty, have to get one off bad

Came up on 'em and said it was clean but halfass

I lost the pack, not stressin' that 'cause God gon' give my blessin' back

Me, PeeWee, and Fendi we spent fifty, who are those cats?

Three-sixty on a Bentley, told 'em give me that, who does that?

I think I'm David Copperfield, pull rabbits out a ****in' hat

I'm silent rappin', rabbit food a gangster move, I need a sack

I take your ***** and giver her back, got so much cash, can't tote it all

Twin Range Rovers called 'caine and crack, so many cars, still ain't drove 'em all

My kiko got players throwin' grenades and they'll explode the wall

Some choppers and that gasolina 'cause Guwop tryna server the wall

Whole lot of designers, but ain't nobody robbin' me

Now you so bad, baby it's a robbery

Look at them hatin', but they ain't nothin' but bottom feedin'

Young ***** with that sack, young ***** with that sack on me

Just a young ***** with a sack, young ***** with a sack on me

Young ***** with a sack, young ***** keep that strap on me

I'm a young ***** with a sack, young ***** with a sack on me

Young ***** with a sack, you know I keep them sticks on me

I'm gettin' to a sack, they wanna know where it's at now

I'm gettin' to a check, boy I'm talkin' 'bout right now

Young ***** from the trap, young ***** not rap

Young ***** I'm blowin' up quick, everybody like how you do that

**** up a check, I'ma get it back

*****s be talkin' that chitter chat

I be that *****, bring my city back

Sour diesel, boy we ain't into that

Diamonds are dancin' like Diddy

No talkin', my ***** we with it

Look at my diamonds just dancin'

Look at my Rollie just dancin'

Whole lotta designer, still Gucci, Louis, no Prada

I come from the bottom, I be killin' **** to be honest

I'm in a foreign, I'm with your ***** 'cause she borin'

Met her while tourin', she give me neck while you goin', hey

Whole lot of designers, but ain't nobody robbin' me

Now you so bad, baby it's a robbery

Look at them hatin', but they ain't nothin' but bottom feedin'

Young ***** with that sack, young ***** with that sack on me

Just a young ***** with a sack, young ***** with a sack on me

Young ***** with a sack, young ***** keep that strap on me

I'm a young ***** with a sack, young ***** with a sack on me

Young ***** with a sack, you know I keep them sticks on me

You know we havin' sticks like Chop

Know we havin' big old gwap

Know if a ***** ever touch somethin' then you know that ***** got popped

I told Unc put me in the kitchen, you know my wrist don't lock

And it took a lot of baking soda to put my wrist on rock

Yeah hey, tick tock

Big face look like a big clock

Four-five, yeah the big Glock

All these bags, we need six Glocks

If he lame we serve him sheetrock

Yeah the Porsche plain but it's a T-top

The classic one, no Reebok

This the last one, we gotta restock

Uh, know my ***** Healthy with me, yeah

Healthy life, if he prayed, pay the price, yeah

Make him pay it twice

Healthy life, if he play, play it twice, yeah

Whole lot of designers, but ain't nobody robbin' me

Now you so bad, baby it's a robbery

Look at them hatin', but they ain't nothin' but bottom feedin'

Young ***** with that sack, young ***** with that sack on me

Just a young ***** with a sack, young ***** with a sack on me

Young ***** with a sack, young ***** keep that strap on me

I'm a young ***** with a sack, young ***** with a sack on me

Young ***** with a sack, you know I keep them sticks on me