Christian Dior

Lyrics

[Intro] (This is a DJ Phat exclusive) (And this beat from Cash not from YouTube) Yeah, uh [Chorus: Dee Aura] Dior my hoodie and Dior my sneakers Niggas ain't balling, that boy on the bleachers High with my bitch [?] Car too fast I be passing the Cheetah I shot two times and he ran home, Jeter Talking about racks, make that off a feature That nigga strange, know I watch his demeanor Left my bitch and I'm talking about Nina Try to air it, got a problem, I beat it White wifey tryna' give me [?] Bow, bow, on the floor and he bleeding All my niggas they be flaging and bleeding One shooter on the block, he Norweigan Four Glocks on me for four seasons Sipping drank on thе road and I'm sleeping [Chorus: Dee Aura] Dior my hoodie and Dior my sneakers Niggas ain't balling, that boy on thе bleachers High with my bitch [?] Car too fast I be passing the Cheetah I shot two times and he ran home, Jeter Talking about racks, make that off a feature That nigga strange, know I watch his demeanor Left my bitch and I'm talking about Nina Try to air it, got a problem, I beat it White wifey tryna' give me [?] Bow, bow, on the floor and he bleeding All my niggas they be flaging and bleeding One shooter on the block, he Norweigan Four Glocks on me for four seasons Sipping drank on the road and I'm sleeping [Verse: Slimesito & Dee Aura] It's the dedication nigga Christian my hoodie and Dior my sneakers Glock hot as fuck like this shit got a fever I'm trapping hard as fuck, I need a beeper Bitch from the islands, she need a Visa Out here sliming niggas, tryna' be sita' Three stripes, I ain't talking about Adidas Snatching niggas so I feel like the reaper Life brazy but I still love mi vida Shit, life cold but I keep me a heater 06' trapping off a Nokia Lay the pounds on the scale like a Libra High as fuck, every day I get twisted Still sipping every day fuck a limit How you dissing but you never [?] Free my niggas, man they doing a sentence Watch snakes, no I don't watch T.V Christian Dior and my body say C.D Lowkey, no niggas don't see these Shit hard but I make it look easy Money low like a [?] Real slime for that [?] New drank, damn my stomach feel queasy Supreme kicks, True Religion Supreme [Chorus: Dee Aura] Dior my hoodie and Dior my sneakers Niggas ain't balling, that boy on the bleachers High with my bitch [?] Car too fast I be passing the Cheetah I shot two times and he ran home, Jeter Talking about racks, make that off a feature That nigga strange, know I watch his demeanor Left my bitch and I'm talking about Nina Try to air it, got a problem, I beat it White wifey tryna' give me [?] Bow, bow, on the floor and he bleeding All my niggas they be flaging and bleeding One shooter on the block, he Norweigan Four Glocks on me for four seasons Sipping drank on the road and I'm sleeping