Rocking designer
My bitch she bad and look pretty
Lil bitch she a model
Lil baby ghetto drink hen out the bottle
She suck it and swallow eat dick like a goblin
I be a leader and niggas they follow
Only 5'9 but I feel like a giant
Rose through these ranks, yeah you know I be climbing
Don't got no love, put my heart in a dollar
Ain't with the drama, save that for your momma
I keep me a stick boy, I stay with a llama
Got a bad bitch take a trip to Bahamas
I got your bitch gone, yea she lost, you can't find her
I be so cold like I work in the mountains
Stay with a pole if a nigga won't try me
Drop me a hit then I drop me a body
I like my bitch bougie and bad with a body
Said it then said it then said it again
There is nobody that's better than him
Reach for my plate then I'm taking a limb
I need them back to back M's like I'm Slim
Feel like the reaper they think that I'm grim
F*ck what they thought cause they know that I'm him
Put up your lighters bitch do it like Kim
Balling so hard that we jump out the gym
Spur at the moment I'm balling like Tim
Niggas keep asking me where have you been
Making amends and repenting for sins
Couldn't imagine the shit I was in
Pop out a shirt where you can like I'm Ken
Turning the band I'm already on ten
Spark up the sage cause my soul needs a cleanse
Turn up in rage I'm back zoning again
Rocking designer
My bitch she bad and look pretty
Lil bitch she a model
Lil baby ghetto drink hen out the bottle
She suck it and swallow eat dick like a goblin
I be a leader and niggas they follow
Only 5'9 but I feel like a giant
Rose through these ranks, yeah you know I be climbing
Don't got no love, put my heart in a dollar
Ain't with the drama, save that for your momma
I keep me a stick boy, I stay with a llama
Got a bad bitch take a trip to Bahamas
I got your bitch gone, yea she lost, you can't find her
I be so cold like I work in the mountains
Stay with a pole if a nigga won't try me
Drop me a hit then I drop me a body
I like my bitch bougie and bad with a body
Me and squad stepping on necks
Hopped out the streets and hopped right in the check
These niggas hate why I'm staying on flex
They keep some tech cause we stay with patech
Il put my son on a jet
Rocking Designer we staying on flex
My new wave they can not catch
They used to clown now they pay their respects
Trapped out the jet cause we wanted some vets
Cuban links on me them haters upset
Pulled up a four just to warm up for my set
Bae throw it back I'm a dog it like fetch
Keep me some right hands in case shit go left
223's hit his chain made his ice melt
My circle tight I don't trust no one else
Came out the mud had to grind by myself yeah
Yung Profit - Rockin Designer (feat. TG Nova & Scottie Brickz) Lyrics
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Rocking designer
My bitch she bad and look pretty
Lil bitch she a model
Lil baby ghetto drink hen out the bottle
She suck it and swallow eat dick like a goblin
I be a leader and niggas they follow
Only 5'9 but I feel like a giant
Rose through these ranks, yeah you know I be climbing
Don't got no love, put my heart in a dollar
Ain't with the drama, save that for your momma
I keep me a stick boy, I stay with a llama
Got a bad bitch take a trip to Bahamas
I got your bitch gone, yea she lost, you can't find her
I be so cold like I work in the mountains
Stay with a pole if a nigga won't try me
Drop me a hit then I drop me a body
I like my bitch bougie and bad with a body
Said it then said it then said it again
There is nobody that's better than him
Reach for my plate then I'm taking a limb
I need them back to back M's like I'm Slim
Feel like the reaper they think that I'm grim
F*ck what they thought cause they know that I'm him
Put up your lighters bitch do it like Kim
Balling so hard that we jump out the gym
Spur at the moment I'm balling like Tim
Niggas keep asking me where have you been
Making amends and repenting for sins
Couldn't imagine the shit I was in
Pop out a shirt where you can like I'm Ken
Turning the band I'm already on ten
Spark up the sage cause my soul needs a cleanse
Turn up in rage I'm back zoning again
Rocking designer
My bitch she bad and look pretty
Lil bitch she a model
Lil baby ghetto drink hen out the bottle
She suck it and swallow eat dick like a goblin
I be a leader and niggas they follow
Only 5'9 but I feel like a giant
Rose through these ranks, yeah you know I be climbing
Don't got no love, put my heart in a dollar
Ain't with the drama, save that for your momma
I keep me a stick boy, I stay with a llama
Got a bad bitch take a trip to Bahamas
I got your bitch gone, yea she lost, you can't find her
I be so cold like I work in the mountains
Stay with a pole if a nigga won't try me
Drop me a hit then I drop me a body
I like my bitch bougie and bad with a body
Me and squad stepping on necks
Hopped out the streets and hopped right in the check
These niggas hate why I'm staying on flex
They keep some tech cause we stay with patech
Il put my son on a jet
Rocking Designer we staying on flex
My new wave they can not catch
They used to clown now they pay their respects
Trapped out the jet cause we wanted some vets
Cuban links on me them haters upset
Pulled up a four just to warm up for my set
Bae throw it back I'm a dog it like fetch
Keep me some right hands in case shit go left
223's hit his chain made his ice melt
My circle tight I don't trust no one else
Came out the mud had to grind by myself yeah
My bitch she bad and look pretty
Lil bitch she a model
Lil baby ghetto drink hen out the bottle
She suck it and swallow eat dick like a goblin
I be a leader and niggas they follow
Only 5'9 but I feel like a giant
Rose through these ranks, yeah you know I be climbing
Don't got no love, put my heart in a dollar
Ain't with the drama, save that for your momma
I keep me a stick boy, I stay with a llama
Got a bad bitch take a trip to Bahamas
I got your bitch gone, yea she lost, you can't find her
I be so cold like I work in the mountains
Stay with a pole if a nigga won't try me
Drop me a hit then I drop me a body
I like my bitch bougie and bad with a body
Said it then said it then said it again
There is nobody that's better than him
Reach for my plate then I'm taking a limb
I need them back to back M's like I'm Slim
Feel like the reaper they think that I'm grim
F*ck what they thought cause they know that I'm him
Put up your lighters bitch do it like Kim
Balling so hard that we jump out the gym
Spur at the moment I'm balling like Tim
Niggas keep asking me where have you been
Making amends and repenting for sins
Couldn't imagine the shit I was in
Pop out a shirt where you can like I'm Ken
Turning the band I'm already on ten
Spark up the sage cause my soul needs a cleanse
Turn up in rage I'm back zoning again
Rocking designer
My bitch she bad and look pretty
Lil bitch she a model
Lil baby ghetto drink hen out the bottle
She suck it and swallow eat dick like a goblin
I be a leader and niggas they follow
Only 5'9 but I feel like a giant
Rose through these ranks, yeah you know I be climbing
Don't got no love, put my heart in a dollar
Ain't with the drama, save that for your momma
I keep me a stick boy, I stay with a llama
Got a bad bitch take a trip to Bahamas
I got your bitch gone, yea she lost, you can't find her
I be so cold like I work in the mountains
Stay with a pole if a nigga won't try me
Drop me a hit then I drop me a body
I like my bitch bougie and bad with a body
Me and squad stepping on necks
Hopped out the streets and hopped right in the check
These niggas hate why I'm staying on flex
They keep some tech cause we stay with patech
Il put my son on a jet
Rocking Designer we staying on flex
My new wave they can not catch
They used to clown now they pay their respects
Trapped out the jet cause we wanted some vets
Cuban links on me them haters upset
Pulled up a four just to warm up for my set
Bae throw it back I'm a dog it like fetch
Keep me some right hands in case shit go left
223's hit his chain made his ice melt
My circle tight I don't trust no one else
Came out the mud had to grind by myself yeah
Writer: Greg Stallings
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