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letra de designer (on my drip) - dom chasin' paper

[intro: lil pump, big head & dom chasin’ paper]
woo, ayy, ayy, haha
ouu, ouu, ouu
you can’t tell me shit i got designer on (brr)
ooh, big head on the beat
trapper of the century (ayy, ayy)

[hook: lil pump & dom chasin’ paper]
you can’t tell me shit i got a hunnid on my wrist
you can’t tell me shit i got a hunnid on my wrist (brr)
you can’t tell me shit i got designer on my drip (what?)
you can’t tell me shit i got designer on my drip (ah)
designer on my drip
designer on my drip (what?)
designer on my drip (what?)
designer on my drip (what?)
you can’t tell me shit i got a hunnid on my wrist (what?)
you can’t tell me shit i got a hunnid on my wrist (brr)
designer on my drip
designer on my drip
designer on my drip (what?)
designer on my drip (what?)
designer on my drip (what?)
designer on my drip (what?)
designer on my drip (what?)
designer on my drip (what?)
you can’t tell me shit i got a hunnid on my wrist
you can’t tell me shit i got designer on my drip
you can’t tell me shit i got a hunnid on my wrist
you can’t tell me shit i got designer on my drip
dom chasin paper, ayy

[verse 1: dom chasin’ paper]
designer on my drip (drip)
you can’t tell me shit (no)
i’ma f-ck your b-tch and then i nut up on her lip (on her lip)
i-i-i just flooded out my wrist (god d-mn)
i’ma call little pump, i know he got ’em bricks (brr, brr, brr)
birds in the trap, watch ’em flip (watch ’em flip)
diamonds on my ice, get a eclipse (you be blind!)
lil’ b-tch, i ball like them knicks
and i’m smoking all that gas like little jeremy lin (jeremy lin)
legs like “bih!”
i’ma p-ss your b-tch like innocence (d rose!)
runnin’ wit a sat, michael vicks
…
b-tch on the shit, take a whiff
she on my phone sendin’ pics
i’m at my crib wellin’ zits
and i got that white taylor swift (white, white!)

[verse 2: lil pump]
designer on my drip
f-ck a nigga b-tch
f-ck her then i dip
80 on my wrist
pull up to the trap ’cause i have to flip ’em brick
pull up on a goofy and i had to hit a lick
you can’t tell me shit ’cause i’m flexing in a set piece
you can’t tell me shit ’cause i’m flexing in a bentley
you can’t tell me shit ’cause i’m the trapper of the century
you can’t tell me shit ’cause i counted on the ‘fetti

[outro: dom chasin’ paper]
ayy, ayy
you can’t tell me shit, b-tch
designer on my…
you can’t tell me shit, i got designer on my drip
you can’t tell me shit, ooh, ooh
ayy, ayy

- dom chasin paper

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