This is a song about "Designer clothse"

You know i’m stickin' to that proper code: strapped up, lock n load

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

Dont wear designer brands cause i can't afford em

Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them

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

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

In their designer jean's back

She was wet off the bat

Remember meeting you in those italian heels and that designer dress

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

Become a coach designer of body bags and coca leaves

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

Right now at 23 i ain't mad at them reds no more

Or your designer clothes littering the floor,

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

All my shit designer and i’m still a minor