Designer - G Herbo

This Gucci, this Louie, these Fendi, these Robin, Givenchy, and Truey fits

That Prada, Versace, Bally, and Armani, what am I gon' do wit it?

All these 100's, these 50's, these 20's add up til I count me a million

All these 100's, these 50's, these 20's add up til I count me a million

Ferragamo wit Gucci they all the designer, I don’t know the difference

I forgot what I spent on it

I’m from Chiraq, but my belt is from Italy

All these 100's, these 50's, these 20's add up til I count me a million

All these 100's, these 50's, these 20's add up til I count me a million

All these 100's thats on me ain’t close to that much

But it feel like a million

Ridin around thru Chiraq and the bitch with me black

But her hair is Brazilian

Smoking loud, sippin Act, lil bro got the mac and lil bro on the attack

Better watch how you act cuz the mac’ll go BRATTT and they can’t bring you back

Now its after the fact

Put the mac in the trunk while we smoke and relax

While I thumb thru these racks

Man I just spent a stack on a belt and a hat

Never thought I’d see the day I go from State to State and I fuck all these

hoes on my way

Never thought I’d be that nigga every time I step out I got all these hoes in

my face

But fuck all these bitches

All I know is get these digits and flex

And stay real with my niggas

Kill for my niggas

Max been gettin money, but believe his finger still on the trigga

Gotta get this money cuz the opps ain’t dead yet

But they always gon be broke and bummy

And that ain’t nun funny

Thats why I keep this tech cuz niggas ain’t never gon get nothing from me

HANNN!

This Gucci, this Louie, these Fendi, these Robin, Givenchy, and Truey fits

That Prada, Versace, Bally, and Armani, what am I gon' do wit it?

All these 100's, these 50's, these 20's add up til I count me a million

All these 100's, these 50's, these 20's add up til I count me a million

Ferragamo wit Gucci they all the designer, I don’t know the difference

I forgot what I spent on it

I’m from Chiraq, but my belt is from Italy

All these 100's, these 50's, these 20's add up til I count me a million

All these 100's, these 50's, these 20's add up til I count me a million

Shooter shoutout to 30 and shoutout to Semi

Y’all can’t tell the difference

I see these lil niggas sneak dissin on twitter and shit

But I still ain’t gon mention them

Cuz my shorties

They itchin to pull on they block and just empty them 100's and clips in em

I be all up the way in the states

So these local lil niggas don’t take much to get to them

I be all up in my city in Louie and Fendi just givin them all my benjamins

These niggas pretendin

They really ain’t gettin no money, they really ain’t with the shits

I be up on the block that’s named after Roc

Where Lil Mally tote 50 and 60 clips

Free my big broski Joc, when he touch on the block its a party

So line up a bitch for him

These niggas is bitches

They snakes and they fakes and they leechers

So I don’t got shit for them

They come up from the streets

But grew up to be Jakes and be preachers that give niggas sentences

So i be smokin reefer

Chillin

Sippin

Countin digits

Missin all of my niggas

While these 100's, these 50's, these 20's keep addin in g’s til I count up a

milli!

HANNN!

This Gucci, this Louie, these Fendi, these Robin, Givenchy, and Truey fits

That Prada, Versace, Bally, and Armani, what am I gon' do wit it?

All these 100's, these 50's, these 20's add up til I count me a million

All these 100's, these 50's, these 20's add up til I count me a million

Ferragamo wit Gucci they all the designer, I don’t know the difference

I forgot what I spent on it

I’m from Chiraq, but my belt is from Italy

All these 100's, these 50's, these 20's add up til I count me a million

All these 100's, these 50's, these 20's add up til I count me a million