Yeah
I been
I been dripping in the finest f*cking fashions
Get so much money they think that I'm trapping
Hopped on the beat now they mad that I'm slapping
Do this rap shit I just do it with passion
They hated before now they asking what's happening
I spoke to her baby, what is the deal with you
You only want me to split a whole bill for two
I am not the one, bitch I'm on the come up
Come f*ck with me and your whole crew they done up
Last name D, call me Mr. Dior
So many fabrics just step through my door
Got the Louis, Gucci, Balmain, the Off White, the 'Preme
Deck my guys out, FTB we too clean
Shooting shit up from the half court we mean
Been at the top no one else in between
Been at the top no one else in between
I said been at the top no one else in between
Riding round with my shawty, riding round with my stallions, uh, yeah
She bounce on the dick like she tiger, that's some natural born talent, uh, yeah
Bumping in the all white Lexus
We just living life we reckless
Money stacking, it's a nexus
If you ain't f*cking with me, you can go find your exit
Then it's on to the next one
Big balling like AND1
I shine like the damn sun
Shawty in love cause she think that I'm handsome
Guess I'm on my don shit
Fly high I'm gon' die lit
I been rocking all the illest f*cking fabrics
Stole your bitch, nah it ain't tragic
I'm a young don, I don't do it for the clout
Hurricane on my wrist so I'm never in a drought
Got my shit banging from the east to the south
Then the north to the west, that's my only one
Jedi master, bitch, I'm Obi-Wan
Cut the weak off like I'm Vader
I cannot f*ck with you traitors
Jem Boys in 20-Twin we'll be the saviors
F*ck
Getting shit popping, best watch your behavior
I'm styling like Virgil on fashion week
You styling like you going trick-or-treat
Rocking my V-L-O-N-E
Some of you lil boys so dead to me
See through y'all shit like telepathy
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Yeah
I been
I been dripping in the finest f*cking fashions
Get so much money they think that I'm trapping
Hopped on the beat now they mad that I'm slapping
Do this rap shit I just do it with passion
They hated before now they asking what's happening
I spoke to her baby, what is the deal with you
You only want me to split a whole bill for two
I am not the one, bitch I'm on the come up
Come f*ck with me and your whole crew they done up
Last name D, call me Mr. Dior
So many fabrics just step through my door
Got the Louis, Gucci, Balmain, the Off White, the 'Preme
Deck my guys out, FTB we too clean
Shooting shit up from the half court we mean
Been at the top no one else in between
Been at the top no one else in between
I said been at the top no one else in between
Riding round with my shawty, riding round with my stallions, uh, yeah
She bounce on the dick like she tiger, that's some natural born talent, uh, yeah
Bumping in the all white Lexus
We just living life we reckless
Money stacking, it's a nexus
If you ain't f*cking with me, you can go find your exit
Then it's on to the next one
Big balling like AND1
I shine like the damn sun
Shawty in love cause she think that I'm handsome
Guess I'm on my don shit
Fly high I'm gon' die lit
I been rocking all the illest f*cking fabrics
Stole your bitch, nah it ain't tragic
I'm a young don, I don't do it for the clout
Hurricane on my wrist so I'm never in a drought
Got my shit banging from the east to the south
Then the north to the west, that's my only one
Jedi master, bitch, I'm Obi-Wan
Cut the weak off like I'm Vader
I cannot f*ck with you traitors
Jem Boys in 20-Twin we'll be the saviors
F*ck
Getting shit popping, best watch your behavior
I'm styling like Virgil on fashion week
You styling like you going trick-or-treat
Rocking my V-L-O-N-E
Some of you lil boys so dead to me
See through y'all shit like telepathy
I been
I been dripping in the finest f*cking fashions
Get so much money they think that I'm trapping
Hopped on the beat now they mad that I'm slapping
Do this rap shit I just do it with passion
They hated before now they asking what's happening
I spoke to her baby, what is the deal with you
You only want me to split a whole bill for two
I am not the one, bitch I'm on the come up
Come f*ck with me and your whole crew they done up
Last name D, call me Mr. Dior
So many fabrics just step through my door
Got the Louis, Gucci, Balmain, the Off White, the 'Preme
Deck my guys out, FTB we too clean
Shooting shit up from the half court we mean
Been at the top no one else in between
Been at the top no one else in between
I said been at the top no one else in between
Riding round with my shawty, riding round with my stallions, uh, yeah
She bounce on the dick like she tiger, that's some natural born talent, uh, yeah
Bumping in the all white Lexus
We just living life we reckless
Money stacking, it's a nexus
If you ain't f*cking with me, you can go find your exit
Then it's on to the next one
Big balling like AND1
I shine like the damn sun
Shawty in love cause she think that I'm handsome
Guess I'm on my don shit
Fly high I'm gon' die lit
I been rocking all the illest f*cking fabrics
Stole your bitch, nah it ain't tragic
I'm a young don, I don't do it for the clout
Hurricane on my wrist so I'm never in a drought
Got my shit banging from the east to the south
Then the north to the west, that's my only one
Jedi master, bitch, I'm Obi-Wan
Cut the weak off like I'm Vader
I cannot f*ck with you traitors
Jem Boys in 20-Twin we'll be the saviors
F*ck
Getting shit popping, best watch your behavior
I'm styling like Virgil on fashion week
You styling like you going trick-or-treat
Rocking my V-L-O-N-E
Some of you lil boys so dead to me
See through y'all shit like telepathy
Writer: Julian Desrosiers
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