Pusha T
Designer
The Watch Cost Me 2; your bitch, free

[Hook]
All my shit designer
All my shit designer
All my shit designer
I fucked your bitch in Cavalli
All my shit designer
All my shit designer
All my shit designer
I fucked your bitch in Versace, n***a
All my shit designer
All my shit designer
All my shit designer
I fucked your bitch in Cavalli
All my shit designer
All my shit designer
All my shit designer
I fucked your bitch in Versace, n***a

[Verse]
Snakeskin, Dior., that was last spring
N***as blogging now cause I got that gold thing
Make these bitches scream, makes these pussies pop
Killing n***as for no reason, Trayvon
This that Zimmerman, that drop head, they photoshop
That real shit, my n***as 'bout, your flaws out, I floss it out
My dick hard, it's in your broad, I swear to God, I pulled it out
My squirt Game, on her face
I dick slap her, now I'm Dick Tracy
Pea coat, c-notes, n***as talking 'bout G's, though
Honey cocaine took one for the team though
That's real shit, I love her to death
I fuck a bitch until she ain't wet
Destroy your life with one check
Just made another million dollars, n***a, what's next?
[Hook]
All my shit designer
All my shit designer
All my shit designer
I fucked your bitch in Cavalli
All my shit designer
All my shit designer
All my shit designer
I fucked your bitch in Versace, n***a
All my shit designer
All my shit designer
All my shit designer
I fucked your bitch in Cavalli
All my shit designer
All my shit designer
All my shit designer
I fucked your bitch in Versace, n***a

[Outro]
One verse, one hearse
'Bout to start bringing that shit out on y'all bitch ass n***as