Dior

Gang, gang, gang
Bee, fah, fah, fah

Dior on my toes and a BOGO on my chest (Gang)
I'm fuckin' your bitch, what's next?
Playin' the opps, nigga, like chess
Bitch wan' talk down on my phone
Told lil' shawty watch her tone
'Cause I'm not the one, even my opps, they know (fah, fah, fah)
I be totin' on this chrome
Just incase a nigga finna try to kick up in my home
Then a nigga gonna have to die
This Glock .9 on my side
Windows tinted in my rides
She want me to cop her Yeezy slides
Fah, fah, fah, now his chest look like tie-dye in this bitch

Put that boy in a box like a KA$HWAYZ tee
It's not my fault yo' bitch want me
I'm shootin' at niggas who fuckin' with E
Hakuna Matata if I got the piece
I feel like Yung Tada, I'm shootin' my 3
I Prada my hoe 'cause she proud of me
She said I got hoes, I just said I'm sweet

Two white hoes tryna fuck on me
I say reparations when I beat the cheeks (gang)
Ain't no limitations when I'm on the beat
My Glock the Temptations 'cause it love to sing
Niggas annotatin' my bars to police
This bag what I'm chasin', boy, pussy is free
I'm so innovative, my flow is elite
Shoutout my brothers, they bleed, you bleed (gang)

Dior on my toes and a BOGO on my chest (gang)
I'm fuckin' your bitch, what's next?
Playin' the opps, nigga, like chess (fah, fah)
Bitch wan' talk down on my phone
Told lil' shawty watch her tone
'Cause I'm not the one, even my opps, they know
I be totin' on this chrome
Just incase a nigga finna try to kick up in my home
Then a nigga gonna have to die
This Glock 9 on my side
Windows tinted in my rides
She want me to cop her Yeezy slides
Fah, fah, fah, now his chest look like tie-dye in this bitch



Credits
Writer(s): David Wallace, Will Taylor
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