Designer Junkie lyrics
by Go Yayo
[Chorus]
Gucci loud and funky (yeah), true designer junkie (yeah)
Trap house jumpin' (yeah), trips up out the country (yeah)
The way the diamonds shinin', you can see a n*gga comin' (yeah)
Buscemi shoes on me (yeah), f*ckin' up some commas (yeah)
Prada, Louis, Gucci (yeah), Versace with Medusa (yeah)
Callin' up my jeweler (yeah), these red bottoms foolish (yeah)
Designer junkie, designer junkie, true designer junkie
Designer junkie, designer junkie, true designer junkie
[Verse 1]
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Straight drop work, Gucci collar shirt
Made it out out the dirt dirt, know they feelings hurt hurt
Used to rock Evisu, now it's double G fool
Snackin', eatin' seafood, you can't do what we do
Ooh Versace 'sace, n*gga rock Cavalli
I'm a poppin' topic, tell her stop and drop it
Christian Loubs, Jimmy Choos
Tenny shoes, cost me two, ayy
Trappin' in Margielas, n*gga you actin', you ain't hard n*gga
n*ggas be actin' like broads n*gga, old pus*y ass n*gga, you a fraud n*gga
[Chorus]
Gucci loud and funky (yeah), true designer junkie (yeah)
Trap house jumpin' (yeah), trips up out the country (yeah)
The way the diamonds shinin', you can see a n*gga comin' (yeah)
Buscemi shoes on me (yeah), f*ckin' up some commas (yeah)
Prada, Louis, Gucci (yeah), Versace with Medusa (yeah)
Callin' up my jeweler (yeah), these red bottoms foolish (yeah)
Designer junkie, designer junkie, true designer junkie
Designer junkie, designer junkie, true designer junkie
[Verse 2]
Baow, baow, baow, baow
Baow, baow, baow, baow
Trap jumpin' loud, hey, n*ggas servin' loud, hey
Hoes on the prowl, hey, designer drive 'em wild, hey
Shoes got Medusa, hang like Mr. Cooper
All you n*ggas goofys, and all my n*ggas ruthless
Stopped at Benihanas, eatin' at shrimp and sushi
Had to put all these VV's in a n*gga's toofus, hey
Dolce and Gabbana, I might do Givenchy
I rock Saint Laurent, and my shoes is Fendi
Two mixed b*tches give me head down twenty
They got sly drippin', b*tches shakin' ass and titties
[Chorus]
Gucci loud and funky (yeah), true designer junkie (yeah)
Trap house jumpin' (yeah), trips up out the country (yeah)
The way the diamonds shinin', you can see a n*gga comin' (yeah)
Buscemi shoes on me (yeah), f*ckin' up some commas (yeah)
Prada, Louis, Gucci (yeah), Versace with Medusa (yeah)
Callin' up my jeweler (yeah), these red bottoms foolish (yeah)
Designer junkie, designer junkie, true designer junkie
Designer junkie, designer junkie, true designer junkie