Dior 4

[Intro]
Yeah yeah yuh, uh
Yeah yeah aye uh
Fuck you and him
Y'all both some bitches
Nigga duh!
I was like ugh
Yuh

[Verse]
They say why you act like you the greatest you ain't even did shit yet (Bitch cause!)
I be stacking up that paper I ain't even did shit yet
Why your bitch blowing my phone and I ain't even hit that yet?
How you wanna do a song and I ain't even seen that check?
One sec (We need that check)
(Aight bet) Oh that's a big ass Bic
Think you the hottest out? (Nigga)
Need to quit all that pimp shit
Cause you not even from the South
Bro these niggas be swag jacking
This pimp-down-South money
This gold-in-my-mouth money
This buy-me-a-house money
This new crib condo
This new bitch I know
Kick drums like Congo
I don't know him he John Doe
Keep .9's like Rondo (Just like Rondo)
He shoot like a blind hoe
Like a pimp I keep me some fine ho's
Like a simp you niggas be lying hoe
Niggas be pitiful...
Boy I can't stand you niggas
Fuck out my face with all that campy happy friendly shit (We not friends)
We not even cool we not no friends this ain't no friendship (Never)
That's your boo but why the fuck she let your mans hit? (Duh!)
She can tell that I got bands the way my pants fit (They fit nice)
The way my bands fit, them hundreds is bussin' my pants stitch
Damn these jeans is hand-stitched
You can't even touch them you bad bitch
I don't like these ho's need to stop talking
Quit blowing my phone need to stop calling
He blowing your phone cause he not balling
He claiming he solid but he cop calling
You niggas be lame as fuck...
Boy I can't stand these... yeah yeah, hello? Yuh
Bitch I been a pimp since my feet had toes (Nigga duh)
Bitch I look this good why would I not have ho's?
Bitch I been sick since snot had nose
And bitch I'm the shit why would I not have rolls?
This a big whip and it got elbows
Why the fuck would I trip 'bout that broke ass ho?
Finna take me a trip out to Cancun bro
All these bad ho's swooned cause them racks don't fold
It's Dior 4