You couldn't walk in my Giuseppe shoes, walk in my Giuseppe shoes I'm wearin' designer clothes, takin' designer drugs Show me love when I'm inside the club, okay KTZ joggin' suit, man, that boy talkin' loot I paid for the man, but it ain't something that I often do Treat her like a prostitute, purse with the matching belt I hit her in the driveway, like it's a mansion in the coupe All we do is go get it, I'm allergic to broke niggas And even if I'm playin' bomb, the cheapest thing I got on 450 Rappers tryna befriend a nigga, on skinny ties When I'm skinny tied, my outfit from the Grammys might kill ya nigga Shell-cooked crab legs with a Don Perignon nigga I'm a thot nigga, put a tongue in a Giuseppe Zanotti Steppin' on your sofa, roll it on my own homie Dope bitch, she need a f***in' alarm on it You can'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 Show me love when I'm inside the club, okay Club toxic with the zebra print Gold on the tip, pay a f***in' rent She only rock heels, she a bad bitch 30 bands in the shoebox from the lab bricks Money don't talk, it just look good Put me in a suit and tie, still I look good Designer, Atlanta Couple bougie bitches from the West Coast I'm white, I'm white, Giuseppe I'm fresh, the Delft, can't help it Newark, Memphis, my hood, I'm rappin' I love it, can't help it Neckin' yellow Lambo, Oreo space coupe Jump out with them seppies on, lookin' like space boots Cartier, Rollie, white s***, lookin' antique Just counted out another million, that's a coupe You can'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 Show me love, when I'm excited to, okay I get a grill on that two-door lookin' Barracuda Throw that barrel on that Desert Eagle lookin' like a tuba Five or six Rollies flexin' like I'm Lex Luger Chop the rocks with the razor in my hand, Freddy Krueger I'm a fool with the angle, but my f***in' ain't vicious Snowman, keep the X's, man, I'm Christmas I'm a Balenciaga wearin' Clyde Christian You keep my name in your mouth, I ain't bein' analyst A little roof on him, on him, on him, lookin' like astrology Got a half a million dollar car, it's gotta be This your minimize, that's just my philosophy And all these swag jackets, show you an apology Icy white, two bricks on my feet ABR makin' money while sleepin' Copped a million, copped a load, that's a dollar My enforcement, couldn't walk a mile in them You can'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 clout, takin' designer drugs Show me love, when I'm inside the club