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letra de designer - tommy ice

[intro]
what you gon’ tell me that i haven’t heard?

[chorus]
i just ran a check on designer
when i’m with your b-tch, you won’t find her
came up, guess i got good timing
when you with your girl, she be silent
when i’m with your b-tch, she be screaming
f-cked up a check at the neiman’s
bruce lee, the way that i beat it
p-ssy n-ggas, i don’t step in no weak sh-t
vv’s, my neck, it be glistening all
don’t bring your bih ’round me, i don’t got no flaw
i-i spent a check on designer
when i’m with your b-tch, you won’t find her
came up, i guess it’s my time in
when you with your girl, shе be silent
when i’m with your b-tch, shе be screaming
f-cked up a check at the neiman’s
like, i don’t got no flaws
young and i’m rich but i don’t got a job
can’t even swim but i hopped on a yacht
they counted me out, i said, “f-ck what you thought”

[verse]
f-ck what you thought, f-ck what you think
faygo and wok, it’s mud in my drink
yeah, faygo and lean, boy, you n-ggas green
can’t f-ck with the gang, can’t f-ck with the team
chopper to his face, i turn to him to vegetables
smoking my dough and i’m eating my edibles
your squad, can’t f-ck with the gang
we trappin’ on medicals
i f-cked the b-tch and put her on a pedestal
ayy, i got designer on me, i got some fighter in me
ayy, i got designer on me, i got some fighter in me
what you made last week, in a day
we ball out, i was just tryna save
cold world, gotta pay for your own grave
i act up, little boy, you better behave
put her on shots, like and one
young rich n-gga, i am one (yeah)
shawty wanna f-ck ’cause i’m handsome (yeah)
n-ggas talk tough with a handgun (yeah)
tryna save up, get a mansion
i have sh-t, now i got some (got some)
new boy on the block, new boy with a glock
all black fit like gotham
i got a bad ho, put on my roster
my n-ggas aligning, it gon’ smoke like a rasta
i went from a bike, now i pull up my honda
this new b-tch, she boujee, she want benihana
i ain’t gon’ buy no lil’ bih no benihana
i just left the sak’s with my new prada runners
my blood really red, yeah, i die for them gunners
they say it’s more likely to die in the summer
but, ay, i ain’t gon’ die in the summer
[chorus]
i-i just ran a check on designer
when i’m with your b-tch, you won’t find her
came up, guess i got good timing
when you with your girl, she be silent
when i’m with your b-tch, she be screaming
f-cked up a check at the nieman’s
bruce lee, the way that i beat it
p-ssy n-ggas, i don’t step in no weak sh-t
vvs, my neck, it glistening all
don’t bring your bih ’round me, i don’t got no flaw
i-i spent a check on designer
when i’m with your b-tch, you won’t find her
came up, i guess it’s my time in
when you with your girl, she be silent
when i’m with your b-tch, she be screaming
f-cked up a check at the nieman’s
like, i don’t got no flaws
young and i’m rich but i don’t got a job
can’t even swim but i hopped on a yacht
they counted me out, i said, “f-ck what you thought”

- tommy ice

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