DesignerBodyBag by TrueK814 Lyrics
[Chorus]
Look, everywhere that I be at
They always tryna find me at
They see me then they copy that cuz' all these niggas clones
I'm serving out the Pontiac
I gotta get a lot of racks
Designer on my body bag cuz' imma die alone
All these people asking 21 questions
Imma make them motherfuckers keep guessin'
Everyday I'm only livin' for my dead friends
That's the reason why I gotta keep flexin'
[Verse 1]
Look, shawty said she love me
I said baby what's the reason
I got married to the money
I can't let you get between it
Nigga's talking hot shit
I can't wait until I meet him
Ridin' with that mop stick
Ain't tryna do no cleanin'
I can't get no sleep
I went and bought a Tempur-Pedic
Everytime I close my eyes I see my destiny, they schemin'
I don't need no locksmith
I'm keepin' all my secrets
I know she gon' talk shit
I told your bitch to eat it
[Verse 2]
Look, I would reconsider thinkin' 'bout robbin' me
'cuz I got this dirty pistol and these Robyn jeans
Leave a pussy nigga sorry no apologies
Up the [?} put a target where your heartbeat
Push to start it in the whip don't need no car keys
Once I'm started I won't quit so please don't start me
And I smoke a lot of weed and make it hard to breathe
My lil' spanish bitch she strippin look like Cardi B
[Chorus]
Look, everywhere that I be at
They always tryna find me at
They see me then they copy that cuz' all these niggas clones
I'm serving out the Pontiac
I gotta get a lot of racks
Designer on my body bag cuz' imma die alone
All these people asking 21 questions
Imma make them motherfuckers keep guessin'
Everyday I'm only livin' for my dead friends
Thats the reason why I gotta keep flexin'
Look, everywhere that I be at
They always tryna find me at
They see me then they copy that cuz' all these niggas clones
I'm serving out the Pontiac
I gotta get a lot of racks
Designer on my body bag cuz' imma die alone
All these people asking 21 questions
Imma make them motherfuckers keep guessin'
Everyday I'm only livin' for my dead friends
That's the reason why I gotta keep flexin'
[Verse 1]
Look, shawty said she love me
I said baby what's the reason
I got married to the money
I can't let you get between it
Nigga's talking hot shit
I can't wait until I meet him
Ridin' with that mop stick
Ain't tryna do no cleanin'
I can't get no sleep
I went and bought a Tempur-Pedic
Everytime I close my eyes I see my destiny, they schemin'
I don't need no locksmith
I'm keepin' all my secrets
I know she gon' talk shit
I told your bitch to eat it
[Verse 2]
Look, I would reconsider thinkin' 'bout robbin' me
'cuz I got this dirty pistol and these Robyn jeans
Leave a pussy nigga sorry no apologies
Up the [?} put a target where your heartbeat
Push to start it in the whip don't need no car keys
Once I'm started I won't quit so please don't start me
And I smoke a lot of weed and make it hard to breathe
My lil' spanish bitch she strippin look like Cardi B
[Chorus]
Look, everywhere that I be at
They always tryna find me at
They see me then they copy that cuz' all these niggas clones
I'm serving out the Pontiac
I gotta get a lot of racks
Designer on my body bag cuz' imma die alone
All these people asking 21 questions
Imma make them motherfuckers keep guessin'
Everyday I'm only livin' for my dead friends
Thats the reason why I gotta keep flexin'