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Every time I pop out bitch you know I pop out flee
Designer on my body and designer on my feet
I try to be discreet but everybody notice me
Can't try to be lowkey when everybody know it's me
Every time I pop out bitch you know I pop out flee
Designer on my body and designer on my feet
I try to be discrete but everybody notice me
Can't try to be lowkey when everybody know it's me
I be solo dolo I be by my lonely
I'll really get you gone please don't think that you know me
Probably would've let it go, but that shit the old me
Now I'm quick to let a blow get you and your homie
If shit ain't looking right I promise you it's going left
RIP to my closet cause I be really fresh as death
Really put that shit on racks in Amiri's with the belt
Got a passion for fashion this some fabric you never felt
You ain't gon' really get it till you get it on your own
Try to fit in just to get in that's a no, no, no
Got bitches trying to f*ck cause they can smell this rich cologne
She get freaky off the liquor this not casa this patron
Every time I pop out bitch you know I pop out flee
Designer on my body and designer on my feet
I try to be discrete but everybody notice me
Can't try to be lowkey when everybody know it's me
Every time I pop out bitch you know I pop out flee
Designer on my body and designer on my feet
I try to be discrete but everybody notice me
Can't try to be lowkey when everybody know it's me