دانلود آهنگ Designer Talk از Lil Tracy Feat. Lil Keed

Designer Talk

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    خواننده: Lil Keed, Lil Tracy
    ژانر: Hip Hop, Rap
    لیبل: Toreshi
    تاریخ انتشار: October 09, 2020
    زبان آهنگ: English

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    [Intro: Lil Tracy]
    (IanoBeatz)
    Designer talk, designer talk, designer talk
    Designer talk, designer talk
    Yeah, yeah (Hol’ up), yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    Lego lego

    [Chorus: Lil Tracy]
    Who is you? I’ve never seen you before
    I can turn on your bitch, got the keys to your whore
    You know they love me when I walk in the store
    Sippin’ sparklin’ water in Christian Dior
    Fuck your bitch on the bus then continue the tour
    I’m not lovin’ you baby, you can’t get adored
    I play with my racks and I never get bored
    Boy you lookin’ like 12 ’cause you whippin’ the Ford

    [Verse 1: Lil Tracy]
    Amiri Jeans, I got bands in my pocket (Yeah)
    I cannot fit the stack in the wallet
    You the plug, don’t get pulled out the socket
    Watch your back ’cause these niggas not solid
    Asian bitch got me sippin’ on Sake
    Throw the meat in her mouth like Hibachi
    I got reasons for me to be cocky
    I’m the shit bitch I need me a potty
    Niggas talking ’bout how I can’t rap, okay
    Then how I get rich off of rap?
    These niggas they lame and that statement a fact
    And that nigga my son, but I’m not claimin’ that
    Jump out the pussy then jump on a beat
    I dunk on the rookie, welcome to the league
    That boy is a simp, fell in love with a freak
    And that water on me, I swear life is a beach (Let’s go)
    Okay, let’s get it, let’s go
    Let’s get it, let’s go
    They see a nigga with some racks, they think I sold my soul (That I sold my soul), no, no
    See a nigga in [?], I’m spinnin’ on roads (Road, road, road)
    I can’t move my wrist, I swear to God it’s froze, woah, woah
    Designer walk, designer talk, designer bitch (Yeah, designer bitch)
    I like Chanel and Givenchy shit (I do)
    Swear to God, I ain’t think I’d be rich (I ain’t think I’d be rich)
    Okay, these niggas is sold out, got cash in the vault and I smoke out the zip
    He mad that his girl likin’ my pics, I mean, it is what it is (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

    [Chorus: Lil Tracy & Lil Keed]
    Who is you? I’ve never seen you before
    I can turn on your bitch, got the keys to your whore
    You know they love me when I walk in the store (Let’s go)
    Sippin’ sparklin’ water in Christian Dior
    Fuck your bitch on the bus then continue the tour (Let’s go)
    I’m not lovin’ you baby, you can’t get adored
    I play with my racks and I never get bored
    Boy you lookin’ like 12 ’cause you whippin’ the Ford (Woo)

    [Verse 2: Lil Keed]
    Ayy, ayy (Talk to ’em), ayy-ayy
    I’m tryna [?] a Wraith
    Ayy, ayy, I apply all the pressure
    We gon’ kill the case (Talk to ’em Keed)
    I know your slime, that shoot the spot up (Grrah, grrah, grrah), broad day
    I know y’all don’t wanna beef (No sir), ’cause YSL get straight (Hey-hey, let’s go)
    Fisherman stick for the Uzi (Hey-hey)
    I’m busy, no time for no coochie (Hey-hey)
    Whole hunnid shots out the toolie (Hey-hey, swag)
    Ain’t hesitatin’ to pull it (Hey-hey)
    Okay, just make sure my machinery fully (Woo, woo)
    I step in the Gucci socks, I’m winnin’, I ain’t never lost (Never)
    I’m sorry, I never talk (Never)
    Don’t got the testicules (Hey), you take a big loss (Ha)
    Yes I’m a big boss (Hoe), I’m not the task force (Hey)
    I’m a Bellaire Boy (Hey), lil’ bitch how I paid for (Hey)
    When we smokin’, it’s real nuts
    Pay attention, I’m real nosy
    Fuck prescription, I’m real focused
    Get some head from a bitch, she deep throat it

    [Chorus: Lil Tracy & Lil Keed]
    Who is you? I’ve never seen you before (Ayy, ayy)
    I can turn on your bitch, got the keys to your whore (Slatt, slatt)
    You know they love me when I walk in the store (I’m back, haha, hmm, slatt, slatt)
    Sippin’ sparklin’ water in Christian Dior
    Fuck your bitch on the bus then continue the tour
    I’m not lovin’ you baby, you can’t get adored (Slimeball)
    I play with my racks and I never get bored
    Boy you lookin’ like 12 ’cause you whippin’ the Ford

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