Dom Chasin’ Paper & Lil Pump – Designer (On My Drip)

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Dom Chasin’ Paper & Lil Pump – Designer (On My Drip) Lyrics

[Intro: Lil Pump, Big Head & Dom Chasin Paper] Woo, ay, ay, haha
Ouu, ouu, ouu
You can’t tell me shit I got designer on (brr)
Ooh, Big Head on the beat
Trapper of the century (ay, ay)

[Hook: Lil Pump & Dom Chasin Paper] You can’t tell me shit I got a hunnid on my wrist
You can’t tell me shit I got a hunnid on my wrist (brr)
You can’t tell me shit I got designer on my drip (what?)
You can’t tell me shit I got designer on my drip (ah)
Designer on my drip
Designer on my drip (what?)
Designer on my drip (what?)
Designer on my drip (what?)
You can’t tell me shit I got a hunnid on my wrist (what?)
You can’t tell me shit I got a hunnid on my wrist (brr)
Designer on my drip
Designer on my drip
Designer on my drip (what?)
Designer on my drip (what?)
Designer on my drip (what?)
Designer on my drip (what?)
Designer on my drip (what?)
Designer on my drip (what?)
You can’t tell me shit I got a hunnid on my wrist
You can’t tell me shit I got designer on my drip
You can’t tell me shit I got a hunnid on my wrist
You can’t tell me shit I got designer on my drip
Dom Chasin Paper, ayy

[Verse 1: Dom Chasin Paper] Designer on my drip (drip)
You can’t tell me shit (no)
I’ma fuck your bitch and then I nut up on her lip (on her lip)
I-I-I just flooded out my wrist (god damn)
I’ma call Little Pump, I know he got ’em bricks (brr, brr, brr)
Birds in the trap, watch ’em flip (watch ’em flip)
Diamonds on my ice, get a eclipse (you be blind!)
Lil’ bitch, I ball like them Knicks
And I’m smoking all that gas like little Jeremy Lin (Jeremy Lin)
Legs like “bih!”
I’ma pass your bitch like innocence (D Rose!)
Runnin’ wit a sat, Michael Vicks
…
Bitch on the shit, take a whiff
She on my phone sendin’ pics
I’m at my crib wellin’ zits
And I got that white Taylor Swift (white, white!)

[Hook: Lil Pump & Dom Chasin Paper] You can’t tell me shit I got a hunnid on my wrist
You can’t tell me shit I got a hunnid on my wrist (brr)
You can’t tell me shit I got designer on my drip (what?)
You can’t tell me shit I got designer on my drip (ah)
Designer on my drip
Designer on my drip (what?)
Designer on my drip (what?)
Designer on my drip (what?)
You can’t tell me shit I got a hunnid on my wrist (what?)
You can’t tell me shit I got a hunnid on my wrist (brr)
Designer on my drip
Designer on my drip
Designer on my drip (what?)
Designer on my drip (what?)
Designer on my drip (what?)
Designer on my drip (what?)
Designer on my drip (what?)
Designer on my drip (what?)
You can’t tell me shit I got a hunnid on my wrist
You can’t tell me shit I got designer on my drip
You can’t tell me shit I got a hunnid on my wrist
You can’t tell me shit I got designer on my drip

[Verse 2: Lil Pump] Designer on my drip
Fuck a nigga bitch
Fuck her then I dip
80 on my wrist
Pull up to the trap ’cause I have to flip ’em brick
Pull up on a goofy and I had to hit a lick
You can’t tell me shit ’cause I’m flexing in a set piece
You can’t tell me shit ’cause I’m flexing in a Bentley
You can’t tell me shit ’cause I’m the Trapper of the Century
You can’t tell me shit ’cause I counted on the ‘fetti

[Hook: Lil Pump & Dom Chasin Paper] You can’t tell me shit I got a hunnid on my wrist
You can’t tell me shit I got a hunnid on my wrist (brr)
You can’t tell me shit I got designer on my drip (what?)
You can’t tell me shit I got designer on my drip (ah)
Designer on my drip
Designer on my drip (what?)
Designer on my drip (what?)
Designer on my drip (what?)
You can’t tell me shit I got a hunnid on my wrist (what?)
You can’t tell me shit I got a hunnid on my wrist (brr)
Designer on my drip
Designer on my drip
Designer on my drip (what?)
Designer on my drip (what?)
Designer on my drip (what?)
Designer on my drip (what?)
Designer on my drip (what?)
Designer on my drip (what?)
You can’t tell me shit I got a hunnid on my wrist
You can’t tell me shit I got designer on my drip
You can’t tell me shit I got a hunnid on my wrist
You can’t tell me shit I got designer on my drip

[Outro: Dom Chasin Paper] Ay, ay
You can’t tell me shit, bitch
Designer on my
You can’t tell me shit, I got designer on my drip
You can’t tell me shit, ooh, ooh
Ay, ay