Dior

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