Designer Drip Talk

[Intro]
Yeah
WILLI BANZ
Uh
[Verse 1]
Palm trees swayin’, I’m slidin’ slow
Tag on the tee, yeah, you already know
Gucci on the collar, got it sittin’ real light
But the price on the fit still don’t sit right (nah)
West side walkin’, I don’t talk too loud
Logo on the belt, let it peek through the clouds
Shorty in the front seat snappin’ my frame
Say she love a laid-back king with a name
[Chorus]
Gucci on me when I’m ridin’ through the city (ridin’)
Louis on the bag, that’s WILLI BANZ gettin’ litty (BANZ)
Prada on my shorty, yeah, she finer than the rest (so fine)
If it ain’t designer, she ain’t gettin’ how she dress (no stress)
Gucci on me when I’m ridin’ through the city (skrrt)
Louis on the bag, that’s WILLI BANZ gettin’ litty (yeah)
Prada on my shorty, she the baddest, say it twice
Whole crew dripped out, but we still livin’ life
[Verse 2]
Louis on the luggage when I land on the coast
Custom on the tag, that’s the name they toast
BANZ in the safe but I spend some play
Put my shorty in that Prada, make her own damn day (uh)
Walk in, heads turn, they forget what they said
West side stance, keep a crown on my head
From the block to the hills, still the same young man
Just a little more fly, just a bigger game plan
[Chorus]
Gucci on me when I’m ridin’ through the city (ridin’)
Louis on the bag, that’s WILLI BANZ gettin’ litty (BANZ)
Prada on my shorty, yeah, she finer than the rest (so fine)
If it ain’t designer, she ain’t gettin’ how she dress (uh-uh)
Gucci on me when I’m ridin’ through the city (yeah)
Louis on the bag, that’s WILLI BANZ gettin’ litty (turn up)
Prada on my shorty, she the baddest, say it twice
West coast dripped out, but we still livin’ nice

rap, Laid-back West Coast bounce with bright synth leads, round sub-bass, and crisp snares. Male vocals riding the pocket, a little behind the beat. Hook stacks doubled and ad-libbed for a chant feel, verses stay conversational and cocky. Occasional pitchy vocal chops and filtered drops between sections to keep it moving.