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tay spades & yak gotti - designer lyrics

[intro: tay spades]
uh, n+gga, you know what we on
you know what the f+ck we doin’ right now, n+gga
yeah, uh

[chorus: tay spades]
fendi (yes), gucci (uh)
i rock all the designer (i’m fly)
tech, glock nine
i’m with all of the drama (i’m with it)
euros, yens (yes)
i like all of them dollars (yes)
cops, opps (yes)
if you want us come find us (woo)

[verse 1: tay spades]
he r+t+rded, i’m stupid (i’m stupid)
n+ggas duckin’, i’m shootin’ (brrrt)
n+ggas movin’, i’m movin’ (we movin’)
my b+tch is fast as my coupe is (skrrt)
n+ggas mad ’cause they losin’ (they losin’), huh
hoes mad ’cause we choosin’ (we choosin’), uh
b+tch, i’m in love with my music (uh, uh, uh)
yeah, yeah, back up, huh
n+ggas is mad ’cause we lapped ’em (we lapped ’em)
yes, n+ggas is mad, get your cash up (get it, get it), ooh (cash up)
yeah, what i said be a caption (ayy)
they ain’t ever gon’ catch up (they never)
i get the money and stack it (i stack it, stack it up)
when do they say i be cappin’?
i take my quarter and i max it (i max it)
sh+t, i’m lyin’, can’t max it (they actin’)
i need the money, i’m taxin’ (yes, yes, yes)
[chorus: tay spades]
fendi, gucci
i rock all the designer
tech, glock nine
i’m with all of the drama
euros, yens
i like all of them dollars
cops, opps
if you want us come find us

[verse 2: yak gotti]
chop with a trench coat (ayy)
outside smokin’ on indo’ (indo’)
bp lookin’ out the window (window)
[?]
i rap my life, this the sh+t they pretend to (sike)
free my dawg, got my dawg in the rykers (yeah, yeah)
triple cross, yeah, they say that i’m slimy
never went out bad, that’s on the bible (yeah, yeah)
got some dawgs and they been ballin’ (woah)
just like [?], ballin’ since a jit (been ballin’)
i had went and did a bid when i had drop pull up on a kid, you dig?
[?] i got hit five times (dig?)
just that thought that finishin’ or you gettin’ rich die tryin’ (i dig, i dig)
yeah, from the paddy wagon to a urus
i was on my ass, i endured it
now i’m finally free and i’m finally me
rockin’ double c when i’m tourin’ (yeah)
[chorus: tay spades & yak gotti]
fendi, gucci (yeah)
i rock all the designer (yeah, yeah, yeah, hey)
tech, glock nine (slatty)
i’m with all of the drama (slatt)
euros, yens (dig, i dig, you dig?)
i like all of them dollars
cops, opps
if you want us come find us (woah, woah)

- tay spades yak gotti lyrics

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