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Playboi Carti - Designer Shoes Version 2 Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, hol' up
I might hit that bih', yeah, in some Gucci socks
I just shot a pussy nigga in a parking lot, yeah
Let me talk my shit, let me get this shit (Real trap shit)

[Chorus]
Nigga poppin' shit, (China), let me pop my shit
I want 250, just to rock this shit, just to rock this shit

[Verse]
I'm just talking shit, I'm just talking shit
Niggas poppin' beans, hol' up, just to sound like this, hol' up
I got cash on me, hol' up, nigga got M's
I don't give a fuck 'bout none of these hoes, or none of they friends
I got ice all on me, bitch, and ice on my twin
I just fucked a Mary Kate, I think they twins
I'm gon' blast all this smoke until the end
I just killed a fuck nigga, fuck you seen?
I might kill a motherfucker yet again
I'ma fuck the baddest ho in the city (China)
Bih, hol' up, sippin' red, hol' up
Make her piss in the bed, hol' up
Got cash on cash, hol' up
Put a dime on yo head, hol' up
And the cup still red, hol' up
And the ho was still in the back, yeah
And she still upstairs, yeah, hold on
Five g—, five, five got my back
Huh, huh, what you know about that?
Lambs, Royces, all my niggas 'bout that slatts
Hol' up, yeah, put one in yo' fucking back
Hol' up, yeah
We, yeah, hol' up, yeah, hol' up
We tote gats, hol' up
[Bridge]
Just to rock this shit, just to rock this shit
Just to rock this shit, just to rock this shit
Just to rock this shit

[Chorus]
Nigga poppin' shit, (China) let me pop my shit
I want 250, just to rock this shit, just to rock this shit, just to rock this shit