Video All My T Shirts Designer de Young Thug 2025 Cristiana Lyrics

Young Thug - All My T Shirts Designer Lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug]
Hey
I done got so rich, all my T-shirts designer, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Boss talk, with the famo, you know what I'm sayin? You dig
(Wheezy beats)
Hey

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I done got so rich, all my T-shirts designers, yeah
I done stacked it up so tall, need a ladder just to climb it, hey
You just got a flooded AP, why the fuck is you crying? Hey
Put a big carat in your ring, sing to you like Mariah, ayy

[Post-Chorus: Young Thug]
Birds sang tweetle dee
Spread your wings, tall like the fire
Left, right, bottom, top, still got the fire
Left, the top, the right, the bottom of the closet designer
Unique, no dresser
I did it myself, it's all designer

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
I poured up the four and I spiked it with a Xan, now my day real slow (Yeah)
I'ma go big, lit, jump off it, do it slow motion (Do it slow motion)
I'ma go put a nigga on to the drip, gon' give 'em a potion (Gon' give 'em a potion)
Baby speed up, can you re-up, re-up
I don't give a fuck about your past
I give you what you want, just ask
Start from the front to the back
If they play with you, I'ma spazz
I'ma spazz on her man
I'ma spazz on his clan
Fucking spazz on his mom and dad
Stiff a nigga, I know you love that
I turn your rocks into sand
Your named engraved it on the plane
Delta and private ain't the same
It's 'bout time for your upgrade
When I give you this name, I hope you don't change
She looked at me and replied
She said, "Man, you know I'm with the slimes!"
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I done got so rich, all my T-shirts designers, yeah
I done stacked it up so tall, need a ladder just to climb it, hey
You just got a flooded AP, why the fuck is you crying? Hey
Put a big carat in your ring, sing to you like Mariah, ayy

[Post-Chorus: Young Thug]
Birds sang tweetle dee
Spread your wings, tall like the fire
Left, right, bottom, top, still got the fire
Left, the top, the right, the bottom of the closet designer
Unique, no dresser
I did it myself, it's all designer

[Bridge: Desiigner]
Some niggas down to ride for a nigga, some niggas homicide for a nigga, ayy
Presidential presidents, that's my lil' ride, lil' nigga
Lil' mobbin', lil' nigga
We gon' get it on outside, lil' nigga
Bullets flying through the ride lil' nigga, ayy
Overnight, zombie walk
I'ma get it, alright lil' nigga
Be al-

[Verse 2: Desiigner]
Hundred Gs... Jump out, Honda Civic
All my lean that I'm drippin'
Hundred things got me drippin', go Desiigner, go get it
Me and Young Thug, Birdman came through go get 'em
All my niggas getting to the money, came back
Never fuck with you
These mans fuck with you
Rich man fuck with you
We gon' chill on the paper and go get it
Double cup with the lean and a couple strippers
You be toting that shit and ain't rolling with niggas
I got money, these nigga roll with a niggas
Big beam hit, nigga controlling it
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I done got so rich, all my T-shirts designers, yeah
I done stacked it up so tall, need a ladder just to climb it, hey
You just got a flooded AP, why the fuck is you crying? Hey
Put a big carat in your ring, sing to you like Mariah, ayy

[Post-Chorus: Young Thug]
Birds sang tweetle dee
Spread your wings, tall like the fire
Left, right, bottom, top, still got the fire
Left, the top, the right, the bottom of the closet designer
Unique, no dresser
I did it myself, it's all designer

[Verse 3: Young Thug]
Holler at your crew, pull up
Go and tell your crew pull up
Go brazy massacre
This that lifestyle, go 'n' boot up
Make me make a bag pull up
I'll make a Jag pull up
Big booty, I Mick Jagger her
But, if she ain't fucking, let her cab pull up
'Bout five niggas jacking
You fuck niggas after me
The rats was chasing and they captured me
Rich school, I'm a graduate
All my old hoes harassing me
All these po-pos harassing me
How am I supposed to give back
When every time I do it, man, they raid that?
My paper say I'm claustrophobic
They still put me in the paddy-wagon
They wonder why we capping back at them
I fell and now I'm right back at it
These diamonds got these bitches staring at it
These diamonds got these niggas plotting on it
But how you gonna take something from the taker
Plus this blood money
[Bridge: Desiigner]
Some niggas down to ride for a nigga, some niggas homicide for a nigga, ayy
Presidential presidents, that's my lil' ride, lil' nigga
Lil' mobbin', lil' nigga
We gon' get it on outside, lil' nigga
Bullets flying through the ride lil' nigga, ayy
Overnight, zombie walk
I'ma get it, alright lil' nigga
Be alright, lil' nigga

[Post-Chorus: Young Thug]
Birds sang tweetle dee
Spread your wings, tall like the fire
Left, the top, the right, the bottom of the closet designer
Unique, no dresser, I did it, myself, it's all, designer

[Outro: Desiigner, Young Thug & Both]
Calling babe, Hey
Calling baby, Hey
Calling baby, Hey
Calling babe, We gotta go and get it
Calling baby, Run up and go and get it, Hey
Come, let's play, ahh
Come, let's play, I don't know nothing, but I'm seeing stars
I don't know nothing, but I'm...
I don't know nothing, but I'm seeing stars
Fuck nigga, fuck with us
These mans buss with you
[?] with you
I ain't [?], but I'm seeing stars