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WhoskB - Designer High Lyrics



WhoskB - Designer High Lyrics




Yeah, yeah, huh, bih, yeah, yeah, yeah, huh, bih, yeah, yeah
I don't need designer to get flyer
Put my bitch in Prada, she off them roxies, huh
Yeah, my bitch get higher
We to the top, yeah bitch we goin' higher, I will not stop, yeah

I get too damn high I'm to the moon
I told that lil' bitch I need some space I need some room
Back up I'm off some shrooms
Lil' bitch I don't know you
Might crash out might lose some screws

I just might lose it all

You cannot find my designer I don't shop at the mall
She tuggin' on my pants and I'm like"bitch can you get off!"
I do not need you at all, spice his perc he on fentanyl
Had to up the score like I play in the all stars

I hate the wake up off on drugs, I'm high yeah exhausted
My bitch don't like hangin' out cause I'm high yeah I'm boring
Like bitch okay ignore me, that shit annoying
Like bitch don't get extorted, roll up and pour it
Goddamn I need some more tris you love me I didn't notice
My eyes roll back they rollin
Where did I go wrong with this lil' bitch, I need some holdin
I hate you and you know it
I can't lie you f*cked up bitch, I'm chosen
Money in my pocket and I get high yeah I'm floatin
All black swag fit, yeah so I'm never noticed
Make sure that FN loaded, bitch I'm never goin
Bitch I'm Glock totin, bitch I'm never goin
Too high from dome, lil' bitch keep cryin please get all your feelings out my phone
Why you mad? Like I don't know
All the directions you could go you chose the one to snake me though

I can't lie, you f*cked up bitch I'm chosen
Money in my pocket and I get high yeah I'm floatin
All black swag fit, yeah so I'm never noticed
Make sure that FN loaded, bitch I'm never goin
Bitch I'm Glock totin, bitch I'm never goin

I don't need designer to get flyer
Put my bitch in Prada, she off them roxies, huh
Yeah, my bitch get higher
We to the top, yeah bitch we goin' higher, I will not stop, yeah

I get too damn high I'm to the moon
I told that lil' bitch I need some space I need some room
Back up I'm off some shrooms
Lil' bitch I don't know you
Might crash out might lose some screws

I just might lose it all
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Yeah, yeah, huh, bih, yeah, yeah, yeah, huh, bih, yeah, yeah
I don't need designer to get flyer
Put my bitch in Prada, she off them roxies, huh
Yeah, my bitch get higher
We to the top, yeah bitch we goin' higher, I will not stop, yeah

I get too damn high I'm to the moon
I told that lil' bitch I need some space I need some room
Back up I'm off some shrooms
Lil' bitch I don't know you
Might crash out might lose some screws

I just might lose it all

You cannot find my designer I don't shop at the mall
She tuggin' on my pants and I'm like"bitch can you get off!"
I do not need you at all, spice his perc he on fentanyl
Had to up the score like I play in the all stars

I hate the wake up off on drugs, I'm high yeah exhausted
My bitch don't like hangin' out cause I'm high yeah I'm boring
Like bitch okay ignore me, that shit annoying
Like bitch don't get extorted, roll up and pour it
Goddamn I need some more tris you love me I didn't notice
My eyes roll back they rollin
Where did I go wrong with this lil' bitch, I need some holdin
I hate you and you know it
I can't lie you f*cked up bitch, I'm chosen
Money in my pocket and I get high yeah I'm floatin
All black swag fit, yeah so I'm never noticed
Make sure that FN loaded, bitch I'm never goin
Bitch I'm Glock totin, bitch I'm never goin
Too high from dome, lil' bitch keep cryin please get all your feelings out my phone
Why you mad? Like I don't know
All the directions you could go you chose the one to snake me though

I can't lie, you f*cked up bitch I'm chosen
Money in my pocket and I get high yeah I'm floatin
All black swag fit, yeah so I'm never noticed
Make sure that FN loaded, bitch I'm never goin
Bitch I'm Glock totin, bitch I'm never goin

I don't need designer to get flyer
Put my bitch in Prada, she off them roxies, huh
Yeah, my bitch get higher
We to the top, yeah bitch we goin' higher, I will not stop, yeah

I get too damn high I'm to the moon
I told that lil' bitch I need some space I need some room
Back up I'm off some shrooms
Lil' bitch I don't know you
Might crash out might lose some screws

I just might lose it all
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Writer: kohle b
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Performed By: WhoskB
Language: English
Length: 2:41
Written by: kohle b
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