[Intro]

(Wake up, F1LTHY)

[Chorus]

Designer, my shirt, designer, my shoes

Designer, her purse, designer, her boots

Yeah, we rock His and Hers, my bitch do what I do

If a nigga try me and her, ain't no question, I'm gon' shoot

Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot

Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot (Shoot it out)

Yeah, I shoot it out for my bitch, she stay down, she'll never switch

I was down, now I'm rich, I was cool, now I'm lit

[Verse]

I'm lit like inferno, he want to fight, I wanna shoot

I dropped out, I ain't go to school, and my Glocky my tool

'Bout to fuck this ho in the pool, she said she want some food

She said she want Ruth's Chris, took her to McDonald's

Ride through the drive-thru, I can't go for none

After she ate hеr food, she put her hair in a bun

She suck mе, suck me, suck me, suck me, suck me 'til I'm numb

She fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, I go dumb

Got racks, do you want some? Boy, I could put you on

Boy, you ain't got no swag, your phone ain't even on

She worry 'bout a bag, but she ain't got no home

Her priorities wrong, her priorities wrong

[Chorus]

Designer, my shirt, designer, my shoes

Designer, her purse, designer, her boots

Yeah, we rock His and Hers, my bitch do what I do

If a nigga try me and her, ain't no question, I'm gon' shoot (Shoot it out)

Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot (Shoot it out)

Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot (Shoot it out)

Yeah, I shoot it out for my bitch, she stay down, she'll never switch

I was down, now I'm rich, I was cool, now I'm lit

[Outro]

(Shoot it out)

(Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot)

(Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot it out)

(Shoot it out)

(Shoot it out)

(Shoot it out)