Fleek

[Chorus]
Got designer on me, Gucci, Gucci, Louis
Bitches copy on me 'cause I’m always on fleek
Got designer on me, Gucci, Gucci, Louis
Bitches copy on me 'cause I’m always on fleek

[Verse 1]
Givenchy, L.V., Gucci down on my feets
Private flight from Orly, shop at Abu-Dhabi
Brighter than my Rollie, got them Yeezy and Marni
Why should I be low key, they always too greedy
Rollie got them sick, I'm a star, I’m the peak
Got the karats, no trick, counts the hundreds (Whoo!)
Get the bag and I go, watch me has I glow
Next stop Chicago, fuck around get blown

[Chorus]
Got designer on me, Gucci, Gucci, Louis
Bitches copy on me 'cause I’m always on fleek
Got designer on me, Gucci, Gucci, Louis
Bitches copy on me 'cause I’m always on fleek

[Verse 2]
I ain’t no average, I'm a five star, get 'em eyes on me
Turnin' zeros to profit, seven figures what i want to see
If I catch a B on the run, niggas done chasing
Now she a pawn gotta get jason, fuckin' up faces
Bitches are tying 'em laces, start an invasion
Outta the world I'm amazing, a standing ovation (I'm on a mission)
All of you bitches then follow me
All of you niggas want a part of me
Alone in my castle i’d rather be
Making waves ain't hard to see
Bitch you can put the bill on me
I'm so high no extasy, can’t you see
The way they be callin' my name
It's DMA, we ain't the same
Got the riffle gonna fuck up the game (It's DMA)
I pull the trigger, you know who to blame (You know who to blame)

[Chorus]
Got designer on me, Gucci, Gucci, Louis
Bitches copy on me 'cause I’m always on fleek
Got designer on me, Gucci, Gucci, Louis
Bitches copy on me 'cause I’m always on fleek

[Outro]
Got designer on me, Gucci, Gucci, Louis
Bitches copy on me 'cause I’m always on fleek