Giuseppee

You couldn't walk in my Giuseppe shoes, walk in my Giuseppe shoes

**** you couldn't walk in my Giuseppe shoes, walk in my Giuseppe shoes

I'm wearin' designer clothes, takin' designer drugs

Hoes show me love when I'm inside the club

KTZ jogging suit, man that boy cockin' loot

I paid for the pussy man but it ain't somethin' that I often do

Treat her like a prostitute, purse with the matchin' boots

I hit her in the driveway like it's a mansion in the ****in' coupe

All we do is go get it, I'm allergic to broke ****as

Achoo, Achoo

And even if I'm playin' ball, the cheapest thing I got on is 450

Rappers try to befriend a ****a

On skinny ass tie, wearin' skinny ass tie

My outfit from the Grammys might kill you ****a

Chef cook crab legs with a Dom Pérignon ****a

I'm a ****in' don ****a, put a ****in' in him

Giuseppes Zanottis on your mother****in' lawn ****a

Steppin' on your sofa, roll it on your old homie

Her ass so big, she need a ****in' alarm on it

Club toxic with the zero print

Gold on the tip, pay your ****in' rent

She only rock heels, she a bad ****

30 bands in the shoebox from the last brick

Money don't talk, it just look good

Put me in a suit and tie, still I look hood

Designer hoes, Atlanta hoes

Couple bougie ****es from the west coast

In my white on white Giuseppes

****a I'm fresh to death, can't help it

Memphis my hood, I reppin'

Love ratchet ****es, I love it, can't help it

Black and yellow Lambo, oreo space coupe

Jump out with them 'seppes on lookin' like space boots

Rollie watch ****a lookin' antique

Just counted out another million, that's a cool week

I see that grill on the two door lookin' barracuda

You know that barrel on the Desert Eagle lookin' like a tuba

Five or six Rollies, flexin' like I'm Lex Luger

Chop the rocks with the razor and my hand, lookin' Freddie Kruger

I'm a fool with the but my fork game viscous

Lil man ****, keep the Merry Christmas

I'm a Clyde Christian ass ****a

You keep my name in your mouth, always ****in' ass ****a

Swear the roof on this mother****er lookin' like a scarlet

Is that a half a million dollar car? Shit it gotta be

These ****as is your enemies, that's just my philosophy

And all these swagger jackin' ****as owe you an apology

Icy white, two bricks on my feet ****a

makin' money while I sleep ****a

Cop the and cop the stylin'

My Air Force 1's you couldn't walk a mile in 'em