Designer Junkie

Lyrics

Uh, I got my foot in, huh
 I know I'm piped up, huh
 I got a Richard Mille, huh
 I feel like Richard Porter, huh
 Water hell of a feeling, huh
 You wouldn't understand it
 These niggas wouldn't understand it
 Hey, I'm a designer junkie, huh
 I'm a designer junkie, huh
 I'm a designer junkie, huh
 I'm a designer junkie, huh
 I'm in a space coupe, huh
 Yeah, I'm high as fuck
 I got a new boo, yeah
 All of my product foreign
 Ayy, I'm a designer junkie, yeah
 I'm a designer junkie, yeah
 I'm a designer junkie, yeah
 I'm a designer junkie, yeah
 I'm in a space coupe, huh
 All of my cars foreign
 I got a new boo, yeah
 All of my broad foreign
 I'm a designer junkie
 I just want Prada, I just want Fendi
 I just brought a Bentley and pulled a paper tag on it
 Cliffside, drop a bag on it
 I'm a pimp with my cat holder
 I know the money add up
 Bet a bitch up
 Put another ass on me
 Put the Chanel bag on 'em
 Put a bitch in a Maybach coupe, yeah
 I'ma have ah-hole
 Bitch say I'm doo-doo, yeah
 Bitch I like my money blue, yeah
 And my bitch like bitches too
 And my bitch is like Christian too
 And my bitch like Christian Dior, Christian Louis
 Expensive bags, expensive shoes
 Hey, I'm a designer junkie, huh
 I'm a designer junkie, huh
 I'm a designer junkie, huh
 I'm a designer junkie, huh
 I'm in a space coupe, huh
 Yeah, I'm high as fuck
 I got a new boo, yeah
 All of my product foreign
 Ayy, I'm a designer junkie, yeah
 I'm a designer junkie, yeah
 I'm a designer junkie, yeah
 I'm a designer junkie, yeah
 I'm in a space coupe, huh
 All of my cars foreign
 I got a new boo, yeah
 All of my broad foreign
 I fell in love with Dior, I put Chanel on my whore
 Versace rug on my floor (Versace!)
 Cartier diamonds galore
 You know you ain't got these
 These one-on-one
 Joking 'bout Louis Vuitton
 Bribe her, I'm motherfucking done
 All of that bag for my son
 I'm finna have a lil' daughter
 One thing for sure I'ma spoil her
 Daphan, Gucci or Prada
 Money I got a whole lotta
 Yeah, yeah
 Got a whole lotta
 Run up the motherfuckin comp'
 New Birkin bag on her momma
 Ayy, I'm a designer junkie, huh
 I'm a designer junkie, huh
 I'm a designer junkie, huh
 I'm a designer junkie, huh
 I'm in a space coupe, huh
 Yeah, I'm high as fuck
 I got a new boo, yeah
 All of my product foreign
 Ayy, I'm a designer junkie, yeah
 I'm a designer junkie, yeah
 I'm a designer junkie, yeah
 I'm a designer junkie, yeah
 I'm in a space coupe, huh
 All of my cars foreign
 I got a new boo, yeah
 All of my broad foreign
 I'm a designer junkie
 

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Song Details

Duration
02:50
Key
8
Tempo
146 BPM

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