Everything Designer

Yeah everything lit
My chain, my watch, my earrings
Shit my bitch too my pants, my belt

Everything Designer,  Everything Designer
Everything Designer, Everything Designer
Everything Designer, Everything Designer
Everything Designer, Everything Designer
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Everything Designer, Everything Designer
Everything Designer, Everything Designer

Smoking on this nigga, I'm on him
High feel like thunder
'Cause I got lots of commas they
Do what I say like Simon
If he on that opp shit, no parallel shit
We line 'em up niggas like to talk shit
I be counting guap getting high as fuck
Johnny Dang ice on
You feeling down I'll light you up
My niggas on that hot shit
That cobra shit it gon' fire you up
1 of 1 watch on
I swear this bitch so icy as fuck
All my guns Designers
I know you don't want them to size you up

Everything Designer, Everything Designer
Everything Designer, Everything Designer
Everything Designer, Everything Designer
Everything Designer, Everything Designer
Everything Designer, Everything Designer
Everything Designer, Everything Designer
Everything Designer, Everything Designer