Lyrics Designer Junkie by Bankroll Freddie

Uh, I got my foot in, huh
I know I'm piped up, huh
I got a Richard Mille, huh
I feel like Richard Porter, huh
Water hell of a feeling, huh
You wouldn't understand it
These n***as wouldn't understand it

Hey, I'm a designer junky
I'm a designer junky
I'm a designer junky
I'm a designer junky
I'm in a space coupe
All of my cars foreign
I got a new boo
Out of my borrowed foreign

Hey, I'm a designer junky
I just want Prada, I just want Fendi
I just brought a Bentley and pulled a paper tag on it
Cliffside, drop a bag on it
I'm a pimp with my cat holder
I know the money add up
Build a b*t*h up
Put another ass on her
Put a Chanel bag on her
Put a b*t*h in a Maybach coupe, yeah
I'ma have to add [?]
b*t*h say I'm doo-doo
b*t*h, I like my money blue
And my b*t*h likes Givenchy too
And my b*t*h like christian too
And my b*t*h likes Christian Dior
Christian Louis
Expensive bags
Expensive shoes

Hey, I'm a designer junky
I'm a designer junky
I'm a designer junky
I'm a designer junky
I'm in a space coupe
All of my cars foreign
I got a new boo
Out of my borrowed foreign

I fell in love Dior (Dior)
I put Chanel on my whore (Chanel)
Versace rugs on my floor (Versace)
Cartier diamonds galore
And I know you ain't got these
These are one-on-one
Jacket by Louis Vuitton
Burberry [?]
I want that bag for my son
I finna have a lil' daughter
One thing's for sure
I'ma spoil her (She spoiled)
Diaper bag, Gucci or Prada (Gucci)
Money I got a whole lotta
Yeah, yeah
Got a whole lotta
Run up the muh'f**kin' [?] (Run it up)

Hey, I'm a designer junky
I'm a designer junky
I'm a designer junky
I'm a designer junky
I'm in a space cruize
Out of my car foreign
I got a new boo
Out of my borrowed foreign