King Louie

King Louie - Mix Match Designer lyrics

rate me

feat. Lil Durk

[Hook]

I be mix matching designer, got on prada, got on bali

I be mix matching designer farago and that fendi

I be mix matching designer, got on hermans, got on louie

Belliciago, red bottom, 30 k up in my truey

You see my pradas all shine up,

My robins all shine up,

My louies all shine up,

My gucci all shine up

You see ysl all shine up

Fendi all shine up,

My red bottoms all shine up

...all shine up

I’m smoking dope on my way to oak

My double f’s come from A town

Atlantics mode, acting a clown

Spending bands and bagging bitches

I’m too fly, blame my robin jeans

All white, I’m on my snow shit

You got a white girl, she like white girl

Got a fat bitch with a big back

Cost bout 6 stacks, car is hallows is mix match

Drive a nigga like a pist tach

Mercedes amgk, and that bitch on incest

I’m killing shit no syntax

One light skin, one dark skin

I even mix match my bitches

Got big heads, I got small heads

Mix match my benjamins

And I mix match my drugs too

I’m on al green and purple

I got a lou wrist and bourbon

My outfit one some squash shit

I go to sleep and wake up

Bitch bitches, on some half shit

[Hook]

I be mix matching designer, got on prada, got on bali

I be mix matching designer farago and that fendi

I be mix matching designer, got on hermans, got on louie

Belliciago, red bottom, 30 k up in my truey

You see my pradas all shine up,

My robins all shine up,

My louies all shine up,

My gucci all shine up

You see ysl all shine up

Fendi all shine up,

My red bottoms all shine up

...all shine up

Louie on me like oh shit, rock and poloc my old shit

Red bottom’s my bitch like

No box I cop that joey shit

Cargo polo, my belt h, shoes is tree and my pants A

Don’t like that fake shit, and that old shit my bitch hate

Bitch girl on a ...mix match designer

All type expensive shit, I can make my manner

Jay day with a gold fish, look ghoul on my timer

Rose with a ace of spade, I drink mix match designer

Pelli on my jordans, I cope my shit and we earn them

Ysl in my fendi belt, match the shit and the porter

As long as order like 3k, that matching shit get boring

City bitch she miss match, my designer shit with my foreign

[Hook]

I be mix matching designer, got on prada, got on bali

I be mix matching designer farago and that fendi

I be mix matching designer, got on hermans, got on louie

Belliciago, red bottom, 30 k up in my truey

You see my pradas all shine up,

My robins all shine up,

My louies all shine up,

My gucci all shine up

You see ysl all shine up

Fendi all shine up,

My red bottoms all shine up

...all shine up.

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