I Dont Buy Designer I Steal It by ImDontai Lyrics
[Intro]
Oh (Prince The Producer)
Prince The Producer wastes no time on the remakes
Uh, Soulja Boy, sold ya boy
It's a, it's a slavery joke, um, look
If you are somebody who is dealin' with money issues at the moment, then this song ain't for you
Get your bands up, broke boy, ok?
[Verse]
I don't buy designer I steal it
Then hop in my whip and I peel it
Yeah I can afford it, but what I look like dropping bands on a hat and some pants nigga do I look stupid
You shaped like a rubik's cube, square
Calling me trash are you hearing impaired?
My shit is outstanding, YouTube's gonna ban me
Turn this shit down when you listen 'round family
Got drip on my hands cause it left from her panties
I slip on my ice got a nigga like Bambi
I'm handing out L's like this shit is some candy
This shit is too easy I'm breezy like fans be
Uh, let me catch my breath (Breathe)
Let me catch my breath (Breathe)
Look, you think this is hard this is me at my weakest
I barely say shit when I'm speaking
I fuck on that bitch on the weekend
That pussy so wet I chill in the deep end
I cannot swim (I cannot swim)
I cannot swim (I cannot swim)
Throw me a vest (Throw me a vest)
Throw me a vest (Throw me a vest)
Throw me a vest (Throw me a vest)
I am the best (I am the best)
Ok, let me flex
I don't ever flex
I'm too humble hol' up heavy checks
I get money yes my wallet humble
Hol' up, douce me out
Fuck you talkin bout, these niggas count me out
Douce me out, I'm too hot right now
Yeah I'm too hot right, hol' up
Sell me spaghetti, I'm busting, confetti
I grip on that booty, it's soft like a teddy
I'm all about money, like Tommy Vercetti
I'm deep in them guts but I nut on her belly
Switch it up, topics huh
Disregard my conscience, huh
Deep in the cut with my hood if i'm feeling Rocky, look how you boppin, huh
Stroll in the beat like I'm shopping, huh
Y'all niggas give me no option, yuh
I crashed on the Earth and I fucked up the surface
Discovered a mic and read up on your words
And you shook when I speak, nigga, weak nigga nervous
I'm clean on the beat 'cause my vocals detergent
I kill every beat like I'm Persian
Precision with words and precise like a surgeon
Get bloody like hearses, you scary like courage
Oh (Prince The Producer)
Prince The Producer wastes no time on the remakes
Uh, Soulja Boy, sold ya boy
It's a, it's a slavery joke, um, look
If you are somebody who is dealin' with money issues at the moment, then this song ain't for you
Get your bands up, broke boy, ok?
[Verse]
I don't buy designer I steal it
Then hop in my whip and I peel it
Yeah I can afford it, but what I look like dropping bands on a hat and some pants nigga do I look stupid
You shaped like a rubik's cube, square
Calling me trash are you hearing impaired?
My shit is outstanding, YouTube's gonna ban me
Turn this shit down when you listen 'round family
Got drip on my hands cause it left from her panties
I slip on my ice got a nigga like Bambi
I'm handing out L's like this shit is some candy
This shit is too easy I'm breezy like fans be
Uh, let me catch my breath (Breathe)
Let me catch my breath (Breathe)
Look, you think this is hard this is me at my weakest
I barely say shit when I'm speaking
I fuck on that bitch on the weekend
That pussy so wet I chill in the deep end
I cannot swim (I cannot swim)
I cannot swim (I cannot swim)
Throw me a vest (Throw me a vest)
Throw me a vest (Throw me a vest)
Throw me a vest (Throw me a vest)
I am the best (I am the best)
Ok, let me flex
I don't ever flex
I'm too humble hol' up heavy checks
I get money yes my wallet humble
Hol' up, douce me out
Fuck you talkin bout, these niggas count me out
Douce me out, I'm too hot right now
Yeah I'm too hot right, hol' up
Sell me spaghetti, I'm busting, confetti
I grip on that booty, it's soft like a teddy
I'm all about money, like Tommy Vercetti
I'm deep in them guts but I nut on her belly
Switch it up, topics huh
Disregard my conscience, huh
Deep in the cut with my hood if i'm feeling Rocky, look how you boppin, huh
Stroll in the beat like I'm shopping, huh
Y'all niggas give me no option, yuh
I crashed on the Earth and I fucked up the surface
Discovered a mic and read up on your words
And you shook when I speak, nigga, weak nigga nervous
I'm clean on the beat 'cause my vocals detergent
I kill every beat like I'm Persian
Precision with words and precise like a surgeon
Get bloody like hearses, you scary like courage