Yeah everything lit
My chain, my watch, my earrings
Shit my bitch too
My pants, my belt
Everything Designer, Everything Designer
Everything Designer, Everything Designer
Everything Designer, Everything Designer
Everything Designer, Everything Designer
Everything Designer, Everything Designer
Everything Designer, Everything Designer
Everything Designer, Everything Designer
Smoking on this nigga, Im on him, high feel like thunder
Cause I got lots of commas they do what I say like Simon
If he on that opp shit, no parallel shit, we line em up
Niggas like to talk shit, I be counting guap getting high as fuck
Johnny Dang ice on, you feeling down Ill light you up
My niggas on that hot shit, that cobra shit it gon fire you up
1 of 1 watch on, I swear this bitch so icy as fuck
All my guns Designers, I know you dont want them to size you up
Everything Designer, Everything Designer
Everything Designer, Everything Designer
Everything Designer, Everything Designer
Everything Designer, Everything Designer
Everything Designer, Everything Designer
Everything Designer, Everything Designer
Everything Designer, Everything Designer