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yung tilla - designer only lyrics

[intro]
tilla you ain’t have to do them like that

[hook: yung tilla]
couple bans for a gucci belt
i only wear designer only
n#ggas they be hating cause they ain’t got enough designer on them
buss it down buss it open baby put these diamonds on ya
(yerp, yerp, yerp)
couple bans for a gucci belt
i only wear designer only
n#ggas they be hating cause they ain’t got enough designer on them
buss it down buss it open baby put these diamonds on ya
(yerp, yerp, yerp)

[verse 1: yung tilla]
must be an astronaut cause i whip the sp#ce coupe
stack a couple bans i might cop a wraith too
sippin on gin n juice feel like snoop
new canadian goose what’s yo excuse
feeling like golden state going for a three peat
moving all this money like i’m working on wall street
fashion so elite i could be an all star
designer only baby imma rockstar

[verse 2: tone west]
i might blow a check up on the bezel bussin diamonds
pocket watching tryna clock us, but the whole framework is timeless
if she spicy i might trick her, for the moment, be her sponsor
that don’t mean that she mine, oh no no i ain’t responsible
keep the money neat let the drip speak
bottle of the fi, all the n#ggas just hypebeast
jump on everything, need to take a seat
lil boy you sleep you ain’t even peep
prolly thought its cheap, check the corner sleeve
this is louie v, hoodie givenchy
everything discrete, shorty out ya league
flew to outside beach for a week, in the suite, let me beat

- yung tilla lyrics

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