Ray Webster - Dior Shades Lyrics

I'm just tryna tell you
How it is
F*cking up my plans
Cause you just wanted me
You hurt my feelings
And then you escaping
Hitting flashes on my sight
Then I gotta lay in
Cause my bitch has dior shades (Shades, shades)
And I love her to the death (Death, death)
In her closet full of flow (Flow, flow)
Butterflies on my face (Face, face)
Cause my bitch has dior shades (Shades, shades)
And I love her to the death (Death, death)
In her closet full of flow (Flow, flow)
Butterflies on my face (Face, face)
Cause my bitch has dior shades (Shades, shades)
And I love her to the death (Death, death)
In her closet full of flow (Flow, flow)
Butterflies on my face (Face, face)
Cause my bitch has dior shades (Shades, shades)
And I love her to the death (Death, death)
In her closet full of flow (Flow, flow)
Butterflies on my face (Face, face)
Straight in my vans
Moonwalk the bitch
I'm going insane
Follow rules
Don't fall in a blend
You don't wanna be
Like these other motherf*ckers:
Lame
Uh, huh
Wet your body and your hair
You listen to my songs, okay
Said you love cali
And do feel the same
Innocence, let's settle in Los Angeles
Cause my bitch has dior shades (Shades, shades)
And I love her to the death (Death, death)
In her closet full of flow (Flow, flow)
Butterflies on my face (Face, face)
Cause my bitch has dior shades (Shades, shades)
And I love her to the death (Death, death)
In her closet full of flow (Flow, flow)
Butterflies on my face (Face, face)
Cause my bitch has dior shades (Shades, shades)
And I love her to the death (Death, death)
In her closet full of flow (Flow, flow)
Butterflies on my face (Face, face)
Cause my bitch has dior shades (Shades, shades)
And I love her to the death (Death, death)
In her closet full of flow (Flow, flow)
Butterflies on my face (Face, face)
Cause my bitch has dior shades (Shades, shades)
And I love her to the death (Death, death)
In her closet full of flow (Flow, flow)
Butterflies on my face (Face, face)
Cause my bitch has dior shades (Shades, shades)
And I love her to the death (Death, death)
In her closet full of flow (Flow, flow)
Butterflies on my face (Face, face)
Cause my bitch has dior shades (Shades, shades)
And I love her to the death (Death, death)
In her closet full of flow (Flow, flow)
Butterflies on my face (Face, face)