[Chorus]
Designer
All up on me
You a liar
Bitch, get up off me
You got no class
With your hoe ass
Get the fuck out my face while I'm trying to face all these blunts

I be off a xan at the mall
Please pick up the phone when I call
I know she don't love me at all
I'm so up bitch I'm gone

Off the motherfucking drugs
Got this kush in my lungs
Bitch I'm hot like the sun
Fuck that bitch in her cunt

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