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