Designer Shoes (Version 2) lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, hol' up
I might hit that bih', yeah, in some Gucci socks
I just shot a pus*y n*gga in a parking lot, yeah
Let me talk my sh*t, let me get this sh*t (Real trap sh*t)

[Chorus]
n*gga poppin' sh*t, (China), let me pop my sh*t
I want 250, just to rock this sh*t, just to rock this sh*t

[Verse]
I'm just talking sh*t, I'm just talking sh*t
n*ggas poppin' beans, hol' up, just to sound like this, hol' up
I got cash on me, hol' up, n*gga got M's
I don't give a f*ck 'bout none of these hoes, or none of they friends
I got ice all on me, b*tch, and ice on my twin
I just f*cked a Mary Kate, I think they twins
I'm gon' blast all this smoke until the end
I just killed a f*ck n*gga, f*ck you seen?
I might kill a motherf*cker yet again
I'ma f*ck the baddest ho in the city (China)
Bih, hol' up, sippin' red, hol' up
Make her p*ss in the bed, hol' up
Got cash on cash, hol' up
Put a dime on yo head, hol' up
And the cup still red, hol' up
And the ho was still in the back, yeah
And she still upstairs, yeah, hold on
Five g—, five, five got my back
Huh, huh, what you know about that?
Lambs, Royces, all my n*ggas 'bout that slatts
Hol' up, yeah, put one in yo' f*cking back
Hol' up, yeah
We, yeah, hol' up, yeah, hol' up
We tote gats, hol' up
[Bridge]
Just to rock this sh*t, just to rock this sh*t
Just to rock this sh*t, just to rock this sh*t
Just to rock this sh*t

[Chorus]
n*gga poppin' sh*t, (China) let me pop my sh*t
I want 250, just to rock this sh*t, just to rock this sh*t, just to rock this sh*t