This is a song about "Designer"

Become a coach designer of body bags and coca leaves

To me playing in the game is worth more than the seats

Or your designer clothes littering the floor,

But a small girl had been shotmy heart could take no more

In their designer jean's back

Make the fingers snap

I don't rock designer cloths, i rather rock and shock with that raiden robe

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

Wearin' up in a jacket and designer pelle pelle nigga,

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

All my shit designer and i’m still a minor

Dont wear designer brands cause i can't afford em

Ain’t seen ya since the 12th grade, even back then

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

Remember meeting you in those italian heels and that designer dress