Alex Angels - Designer Lyrics

Aj Angels, Trip Rexx - Designer Ft Trip Rexx

Trip:
Ferragamo put that on my body
I don't gotta, spend a dime on it
If I see it, I cop it
Anything I wanted (anything)
Lot of dollars , going in my pocket
New Baleciagas put em on my body
I don't gotta, spend a dime on it
If i see it I cop it
Everything I wanted
Lot of dollars going in my pocket word

Aj:
If I see I cop it
I got the ball wont drop it (not at all)
I ain't got no baby mama so I got no real problems
And I got a real calling but that's alright with me
F*ck it ima do me, gotta charge a fee (yee)
Do this shit
I remember back when they thought I was new to this (thought that I was new)
Too legit
Pockets healthy so you know I'm super fit (super super fit)
And I don't want nobody to help me (nobody)
Bitches moving stealthy
I remember back and I had to be selfish
I can not help it
Do this for the hell of it
I remeber girls acting like they f*cking celibate
Now they telling me tricks that they can do just for the hell of it
I be like okay that's f*cking crazy shit

Chrus
Off white , Armani
Always got it on me
I don't gotta, spend a dime on it
If I see it I cop it, anything I wanted
Lot of dollars , going in my pocket
New Versache , put that on my body
I don't gotta, spend a dime on it
If i see it I cop, anything I wanted
Lot of dollars going in my wallet word
Trip:
Word word, I stay fly I'm high as a bird
Draped out in designer that's what I'm worth
Chanel aisle the vision aint blurred
Seen some homies changed sides kicked em to the curb
F*ck what ever you heard bro I aint no nerd (Aint no nerd)
No I dont be doing dirt know who do the work (Who do the work)
I can call em on the first ring they gon answer (They gon answer)
Ima boss bro observe and then call me sir (call me sir)
Middle finger if you disrespect me
I don't let your words linger boy I just forget shit
Cause im VIP wherever bet i'm on the guest list
And it's probably some expensive shit that I be dressed in , aye

Chorus
Fendi , Prada, put that on my body
I don't gotta, spend a dime on it
If I see it , I cop it
Everything I wanted
Lot of dollars going in my wallet
Got some Dolce and Gabbana
Put that on my body
I don't gotta, spend a dime on it
When I see it, I cop it
Anything I wanted
Lot of dollars going in my pocket word

Aj:
Lot of sacrifices I done made for this (that I done made)
Everything I do I make so crazy
I done lost my brain
That's okay I'll go insane
That's okay, it's not a game
That's okay I can't be tamed
That's just how it was
This is how it was
I done fell in love with all the drugs
I don't need no love
Cause I remember drinks inside my cup
No one had my back
So I f*cking had a heart attack
Then I made it back
Now I got to be the quarterback
Ima run it back
Better not punt the ball now
If I get the ball ain't no way that ima stall now
Ifs, no more ifs
Cause I got it
Im getting rich
I'm getting lit
F*ck what you heard
Fuk what you is
I gotta get it and oh