Dead Shoto - Designer Sandstorm Lyrics

I feel like I'm gaara cuz I only love myself
Gucci Fendi Prada but it's nada with no belt
If it ain't designer then it's going on the shelf
Put the Louis on her pussy now that's what I call a felt
I feel like I'm gaara cuz I only love myself
Gucci Fendi Prada but it's nada with no belt
If it ain't designer then it's going on the shelf
Put the Louis on her pussy now that's what I call a felt

Oh there goes a casualty
Sip her like a daiquiri
Money ain't a problem get that money automatically
Gucci on the belly
Then Louis on her kitty
She think I wanna date her but I only want a titty
If it ain't designer
Then I don't wanna sign her
Put that shit inside her then I'll mix it up lasagna
It's go time with the 4-5 hit you 4 times
Oh my why so fine why you blow minds
Take mine f*cking rape mine like it's dateline
K bye now it's cake time
Why you blow minds
Take mine f*cking rape mine like it's dateline
K bye now it's cake time
Then I'm right back to fight back
Catch you by your bedside like a nightstand
I promise I'm a nice man I'm a nice man
But catch me going Gucci and I'll cancel your life plan

I feel like I'm gaara cuz I only love myself
Gucci Fendi Prada but it's nada with no belt
If it ain't designer then it's going on the shelf
Put the Louis on her pussy now that's what I call a felt
I feel like I'm gaara cuz I only love myself
Gucci Fendi Prada but it's nada with no belt
If it ain't designer then it's going on the shelf
Put the Louis on her pussy now that's what I call a felt