Big Tymers – Desiigner Caskets (Music Audio)

Lyrics for “Desiigner Caskets” performed by Big Tymers

I send ’em back in the Designer Casket
Wrapped in plastic
I send ’em back in the Designer Casket
Wrapped in plastic

Drag him from the river dump his body in the yard
Note around his neck saying get right with the Lord
Note around his neck saying get right with the Lord
Get right with the Lord, get right with the Lord

Hundred, thousand, in a briefcase
Orange Lamborghini .. with the dealer plates
Told these, hoes, I’ll be right back
Another hundred thousand spilling out the backpack
I, do the, whole, dash
Sideways on these b*tches bout to act an ass
Bricks, pounds, .., weed

Went to Hiroshima came back speaking Japanese
Sushi, uchi, n*gga dressed in Gucci
.. pills got me feeling like I’m super ..
Send him, back, to his, momma
A hundred bullet holes, first 48 dropped him
This that real project sh*t that these n*ggas wanna hear from me
Real trill b*tch do a pull-down, hit a lick for me
Clearing out your block f*ck yall 9mm
.. sh*t that make these shooters go and kill for me

I send ’em back in the Designer Casket
Wrapped in plastic
I send ’em back in the Designer Casket
Wrapped in plastic

Drag him from the river dump his body in the yard
Note around his neck saying get right with the Lord
Note around his neck saying get right with the Lord
Get right with the Lord, get right with the Lord

I, f*cked, these, hoes
Af-ter, our, shows
Big, d*cks, we slang
Rich, gang wartime, let’s bang
I told them p**sy n*ggas I was coming right back
Slap, back, cash, back
Long, sticks, automatic straps
Hundred G’s get a hundred hoes in your lap

Lamborghini with the red blood on the floors
Suicide, suicide want some mo
Cash, money, big, mansion
N*gga, hate, holla smack em
Third ward told me fame came with the drama
Top floor seat so I put it on my mama
Rest, in, peace to my daddy
Seven three billion streams n*gga had to have it

I send ’em back in the Designer Casket
Wrapped in plastic
I send ’em back in the Designer Casket
Wrapped in plastic

Drag him from the river dump his body in the yard
Note around his neck saying get right with the Lord
Note around his neck saying get right with the Lord
Get right with the Lord, get right with the Lord

Before they could see it, we saw it
Now they know a n*gga be with it
Trippin back on the designer
Simple, fame came with the gang
Bizzy what’s brackin’
.. town what’s happenin’
MF, yea shawty, with all that
.. lying around the corner
On the road with, Rich gang a long bang boy…

➤ Produced by Mannie Fresh
Big Tymers 2018

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