Designer Bagz Wockkbaby (Ft. Veeze)

[Intro]
Wock, Wock, Wock, Wock, Wock, Wock, Wock
(Y'all know who it is y'all know what the fuck going on)
(Ya dig)
(Ddot cold as a motherfucker, on God)

[Verse 1: Wockkbaby & Veeze]

I got a bad habit fell in love with serving feins
We got Quagen, Tris, Wock, we don't do the green (We don't do the green)
Draco quick to hit the target, we don't need a beam (Baow, Baow)
Line full of School boys, but I ain't mean the dean (I ain't meet that dean)
Fucking round' with them members, you might lose your life (Lose your life)
Made the killing off that stank, think we serving ice (Serving ice)
Met the gang with [?], Ooh! hit it twice (Hit it twice)
Nigga fuck her best friеnd, they like boy you nice (Boy you nicе)
Get the bag by any means I got a money fetish (Got a money fetish)
I could meet you with the pack, just tell me where you headed (Tell me where you headed)
That nigga coulda had It sold, but flaked on what he sellin' (Aye)
Keep them members on command, look how the webs stretch
These niggas giving up they soul, just to sign a deal (Sign a deal)
I was giving out the grams, tryna make a 'mil
Cleat check, we gon' see who really in the fields (Talk to 'em)
Put insurance on the bowls, that's a real steal (Real steal)
Just poured some red in the exotic pop (What?)
I'm used to whippin' made the blade lock (Uh)
Come fuck with us, I bet your trap pop (Trap pop)
Ain't have the henny, [?]
Designer bags bring exotic cash (Exotic cash)
[?], A hunnid in the 'mag (A hunnid 'mag (Yea))
Amiri denim, peep the black tag (Peep this tag)
The engine screaming, that's a Hellcat