Diors (V2)

[Intro] Hmm I'm in Canada right now My homie just told me they got a linebacker Boy, this is crazy (Boy) Slatt, money stack to the ceiling Money stack to the ceiling Money stack to the ceiling [Chorus] Spent some bands here, threw some bands there It's a cold world, we ain't playin' fair Ain't no checking me, bitch I'm playin' chess You my son huh, say it with your chest I spent a hunnid on lean, Wockhardt-Wockhardt tech These niggas want me dead, bulletproof my vest I spent a hunnid on lean, Wockhardt-Wockhardt tech These niggas want me dеad, bullеtproof my vest [Verse] Got Diors in different colors, yеah Designer by the dozen, yeah She bad as fuck, I'ma hit that bitch Then switch up to her cousin, yeah Her nigga talkin' crazy on the phone Ordered to fuck me up, Hadouken, say he wanna fight Upper cut him 'til he stupid, don't be foolish But enough of the drama, I'ma get back to the commas Takin' my narcotics, I be booted, you be losin' School of Hard Knocks, nigga, you a student Money got right, so it can't go wrong She fuck me 'cause my bankroll's long Pull up in a tank like bitch we on Diamonds look like Lucky Charms Bitches tryna set me up Your boyfriend broke, that's not my fault Pockets on fat, rock Rick like Ross Run up on me get crissed then crossed, yeah [Chorus] Spent some bands here, threw some bands there It's a cold world, we ain't playin' fair Ain't no checking me, bitch I'm playin' chess You my son huh, say it with your chest I spent a hunnid on lean, Wockhardt-Wockhardt tech These niggas want me dead, bulletproof my vest I spent a hunnid on lean, Wockhardt-Wockhardt tech These niggas want me dead, bulletproof my vest