Dior Addict lyrics

by

Eem Triplin


Run up a check run up them commas I do this for Laila do this for my momma
I’m not a DJ but I’m with the drama hang with the Arabs I feel like Osama
I’m in a spaceship like it’s Futurama come in the water get ate by piranhas
Leave your whip holy like the Dalai Lama might catch a body like I’m Jeffrey Dahmer
Four four on my waist smoke a n*gga like a vape
Pretty b*tches rocking Bape yeah that’s planet of the apes
I been taking xannies straight no face no case no shells no case cold body cold case
Two b*tches bisexual send them both to come set you up Nina wet
She might wet you up high class no testing us
Real n*ggas no replica fake n*ggas can’t flex with us pus*y n*ggas can’t pressure us Popping Tesla’s in a Tesla
And as far as I can see they eyeing me I’m everything you try to be
Anxiety inside of me is driving me
Tic tac toe you can die in threes
And I got a bunch of choppers on the side of me
And then gold n*ggas they gonna ride for me
Plus I’m sh*tting on them b*tches that would lie to me chain
Make a n*gga blind that’s a sight to see
I might pull up with a stick pull up n*gga let it hit
Wayne Gretzky with the stick
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