This is a song about "Designer shirt"

Gotta try not to look fake in fact

Got my shirt off the club too packed

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

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

But i get the dough, shit i might splurge on one

Pants up and shirt tucked in,the nerdy version

That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets

Got the vans on, plaid shirt and some skinny jeans,

Ass-clappin' standing on applauding the effort

Bet everything you're worth, you'll lose your tie and your shirt

And have them peoples leakin' like they cd isn't mastered

I'm on an emotional roller coaster with no shirt

While niggas flirti'm sewing tigers on my shirt

I better straighten it out, soon as i get to work

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

On my shirt now i gotta do work to remove dirt