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Dior runners
Got a bag that says sums in two summers
Your watch is stupid but my diamonds look dumber
Every time they book me, I´ma do numbers

Might buy a wraith and chop the top off for the summer
Might take his top off, got the chopper, doing numbers
I graduated out the trap, got my diploma
Always be myself, I´m never playing no persona
Hundred dollar bills and backwoods, my aroma

Bitch, I´m balling, cross you over, hit a floater (Switch)
She bust it open, I ain´t have to bend her over (Bust it, bust it)
I can bet my Urus is faster than your Rover
I can bet your favorite rapper is a poser
Handling business what I´m ´bout
Handle my business, kick her out
I´m like a dentist in her mouth (In her mouth)
Big bag and three bank accounts

I deposit big amounts
I wear brands I can´t pronounce
Paranoid, I back out, better back out my way (Way)
Once I feel disrespected, there ain´t nothing to say (Say)
I can make some money doing nothing today
Dressed her up in Maison, diamonds wrap up my bae

Dior runners
Got a bag that says sum in two summers
Your watch is stupid but my diamonds look dumber
Every time they book me, I´ma do numbers
Might buy a wraith and chop the top off for the summer
Might take his top off, got the chopper, doing numbers
I graduated out the trap, got my diploma (Yeah)

Always be myself, I´m never playing no persona
Hundred dollar bills and backwoods, my aroma (Yeah)

Getting money now, so I don´t gotta hold it
Before I leave my house, still make sure that it´s loaded (Fasho)
To getting Benjamin Franklins, I´m devoted
I can´t fit them in my pocket or it´s an explosion
Foreign fast, put your seatbelt on and sit tight (Skrt)
Twenty four inch my wheels, like what´s your kid like?
She tried to snap me, kick her out, she better hitch hike
I got it on my own, I had to get right
Grips on tires burning on the turnpike

She said you´re such a fuckboy, that you made her turn dyke
Flew the batch overseas
Step in Dior and Double C´s
And it feel normal to me

Dior runners
Got a bag that says sums in two summers
Your watch is stupid but my diamonds look dumber
Every time they book me, I´ma do numbers
I buy a wraith and chop the top off for the summer
Might take his top off, got the chopper, doing numbers
I graduated out the trap, got my diploma
Always be myself, I´m never playing no persona
Hundred dollar bills and backwoods, my aroma