Designer Lyrics (English Translation) – Lucho SSJ, Sterlyn

Read the full Designer (English Translation) lyrics by Lucho SSJ and Sterlyn from the album EL TRAP DE LA CITY Vol. 1 along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song.

[Estribillo: Lucho SSJ]
Designer, designer, designer, that’s all I wear
Now the models hit me up, we leave ’em on read
Rick Owens with the Amiri, always dripping mixed
Van Cleef on my wrist and on my chest the chain of Jesus Christ (That’s no player, that’s me)
I always step out in the newest, with what’s never been seen, yeah
E-E—, she’s hot, I stay fresh like a eucalyptus leaf

[Verso 1: Lucho SSJ]
If I see blue lights, I dodge ’em
If I see blue bills, I go running, sprinting (-printing)
That’s ,000 that I spend on the fit, Ferragamo even on my belt
We pull up and kick the door at the right spot for the blow
The valet opens the door and asks what I do
I’m still tryna get rich with the verses that I preach
I’ve already watched millions pass by and I haven’t even hit 25
Haven’t even hit 25 and I’ve already passed a million and some
I went from broke to rich, became a man while still a kid
In a Mercedes doing 100-something, on the shoulder during rush hour
I feel like Arca, I traffic my way
The trap of the city
Ha-Ha-Hay-Hay Cartier on my sunglasses, in a Mercedes GLC
I never go out without the Glock, I keep it at the Maison, ma
With a plate shining bright, if you look at it, you’ll go blind
Doing 200 in the Benz, and if the police pull up, I floor it, ma, I run you over, ma
Co-Counting my gold jewelry, every day my price goes up
She came to make a mission, I give her one and then another on top
She plays with my mind whenever she wants, she does it on purpose

[Estribillo: Lucho SSJ]
Designer, designer, designer, that’s all I wear
Now the models hit me up, we leave ’em on read
Rick Owens with the Amiri, always dripping mixed
Van Cleef on my wrist and on my chest the chain of Jesus Christ
I always step out in the newest, with what’s never been seen, yeah
E-E—, she’s hot, I stay fresh like a eucalyptus leaf

[Verso 2: Sterlyn]
Mami, another night to drive you crazy, I don’t see my father (I don’t see my dad)
I commit crimes to get rich, if it ain’t music, I’ll make millions in the streets (You don’t like it?)
Don’t get me wrong, for your (??) I’ll hand over the phone, while I want you to suck (Meanwhile, I want you to suck)
I don’t feel emotion anymore, my heart is dressed in black, I doubt it’ll ever change its color
It matches with the designer, (??)
I got brothers, zero friends
I take the route, ’cause using their flow, they’ll never be able to see me
I know they don’t like seeing me (??)
There’s money here, I don’t like drama
In the GLE, how could I ever doubt God?
I’m a good son, even though the streets call my name
That’s why I’m singing, someday all of this will change

[Estribillo: Lucho SSJ]
Designer, designer, designer, that’s all I wear
Now the models hit me up, we leave ’em on read
Rick Owens with the Amiri, always dripping mixed
Van Cleef on my wrist and on my chest the chain of Jesus Christ
I always step out in the newest, with what’s never been seen, yeah
E-E—, she’s hot, I stay fresh like a eucalyptus leaf