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Letra : White Dior Tee
(Brian, what did you do?)
What 300 did?
300 did what? Ayy (Free the guys, n***a)
300 signed Baby Grizz and my n***a Lee (Facts)
Shout out to Celine believin' in them gangsters out the street (Good lookin')
sh*t ain't just the fans, boy, the government givin' us streams (Woo)
They like, "What you mean?" b*t*h, the feds listen when we speak (n***a)
Bought my favorite girl a B-E-N-Z, n***a
Can't give out no loans, this for Baby Tee, n***a (Neph')
Forty-eight a key, thirty-eight a P, n***a (Work)
Two hundred sittin' on this white Dior tee, n***a (Two hundred racks)
Ayy, Mu, 'member when you had them green things mailed?
You talkin' had, man, I still get them green things mailed (Them b*t*hes still on)
This sh*t smoke good, plus it got the look and the smell (Strong)
Rose gold AP, hope this b*t*h don't send me to jail (Bling blaow)
Shirt cost a G, shoes cost a G, n***a (Bands)
And add another three hundred, got a deal, shout out 300 (Woo)
In the booth spillin' Cris' on my Dior tee (Facts)
And this whip I'm in ain't got no key, it come from Germany (Overseas)
Pretty foreign b*t*h with me and she come from Germany (Okay)
They ain't payin' five for a 'bow of ice, then they concernin' me (Platinum, platinum, platinum)
Split your sh*t in half if a n***a think he harmin' me (Platinum, platinum, platinum)
Used to grab Act' and blues out the pharmacy
Ayy, M's on my card, but I still keep me a bankroll (Racks)
This white Dior tee, it cost me ten pairs G-Fazos (A band)
That boy ain't got a deal, but spent 50K on Rodeo
And Lee just got a deal, before his deal, he had his chain froze
Pull up to the trenches, glizzies with them switches
n***as don't like gang 'cause they be f**kin' n***as' b*t*hes (b*t*h)
Bro hit his b*t*h, now he callin' bro an opp
Goofy-ass n***as out here dyin' over thots (Dead wrong)
I ain't got a deal, but I get deals when you come and cop
Bored as hell, waitin' on three months for these 'bows to crop
I was bustin' n***as in they sh*t before I bust a watch (In they sh*t)
And I'll go punch up some cards 'fore I punch a clock
f**k hittin', VV's on my neck swingin' on b*t*hes (Swingin' on hoes)
Choppers got Tris in 'em, been done leaned me a n***a (Brrt)
Takin' feds chances, got two thousand beans in a rental
Once I make it there and back, I'ma come back with a sixty (Sixty ball)
She go crazy on the d**k, b*t*h, I like that (I like that, b*t*h)
When I hit her hard, b*t*h, you better fight back (I like that, b*t*h)
Say you trappin', slappin' hard, where your mic at? (Where your phone at?)
If she a platinum b*t*h, her neck and wrist, I ice that (Woo)
Ayy, talkin' to the plug, take the price down (Take that price down)
Million on my neck, b*t*h, that's my lifestyle (That's my lifestyle)
n***a talkin' loud, he better pipe down (Pipe down)
n***a, we ain't in DC, but this the White House (White, n***a)
I ain't talkin' canned goods, but I got beans in the cabinet (Beans)
Strike her like a freak, b*t*hes scream when I'm stabbin' (Skrrt)
Hey, you say hand you a vacuum, b*t*h, you 'bout to clean the floor up
Bro say hand him a vacuum, b*t*h, he 'bout to wrap the 'bow up ('Bow)
Trackin' sh*t through FedEx, it's pullin' up to Cleveland (Shippin' sh*t)
In the hood pickin' up racks, then I'm leavin' (Money)
Sprinkle baking soda on that brick like a seasoning (Cane)
These n***as hate I'm breathin', his b*t*h hate when I'm leavin' (Hah)
Get 'em in the morning and they gone by the evening (Gone quick, n***a)
Oh, yeah, Mu?
You talkin' platinum on that motherf**ker, n***a
Get the work gone fast, I ain't gone lie
Check me out (Talk that platinum sh*t, Lee)
Sippin' on Crissy got me tipsy and your b*t*h miss me (Yeah)
'Bout to blow a bag in Balenci', then shoot to Fendi (Yeah)
b*t*h look like RiRi and she playin' savage, Fenti (Bad b*t*h)
I'll squeeze the semi like a savage 'til it's empty (b*t*h)
What 300 did?
300 did what? Ayy (Free the guys, n***a)
300 signed Baby Grizz and my n***a Lee (Facts)
Shout out to Celine believin' in them gangsters out the street (Good lookin')
sh*t ain't just the fans, boy, the government givin' us streams (Woo)
They like, "What you mean?" b*t*h, the feds listen when we speak (n***a)
Bought my favorite girl a B-E-N-Z, n***a
Can't give out no loans, this for Baby Tee, n***a (Neph')
Forty-eight a key, thirty-eight a P, n***a (Work)
Two hundred sittin' on this white Dior tee, n***a (Two hundred racks)
Ayy, Mu, 'member when you had them green things mailed?
You talkin' had, man, I still get them green things mailed (Them b*t*hes still on)
This sh*t smoke good, plus it got the look and the smell (Strong)
Rose gold AP, hope this b*t*h don't send me to jail (Bling blaow)
Shirt cost a G, shoes cost a G, n***a (Bands)
And add another three hundred, got a deal, shout out 300 (Woo)
In the booth spillin' Cris' on my Dior tee (Facts)
And this whip I'm in ain't got no key, it come from Germany (Overseas)
Pretty foreign b*t*h with me and she come from Germany (Okay)
They ain't payin' five for a 'bow of ice, then they concernin' me (Platinum, platinum, platinum)
Split your sh*t in half if a n***a think he harmin' me (Platinum, platinum, platinum)
Used to grab Act' and blues out the pharmacy
Ayy, M's on my card, but I still keep me a bankroll (Racks)
This white Dior tee, it cost me ten pairs G-Fazos (A band)
That boy ain't got a deal, but spent 50K on Rodeo
And Lee just got a deal, before his deal, he had his chain froze
Pull up to the trenches, glizzies with them switches
n***as don't like gang 'cause they be f**kin' n***as' b*t*hes (b*t*h)
Bro hit his b*t*h, now he callin' bro an opp
Goofy-ass n***as out here dyin' over thots (Dead wrong)
I ain't got a deal, but I get deals when you come and cop
Bored as hell, waitin' on three months for these 'bows to crop
I was bustin' n***as in they sh*t before I bust a watch (In they sh*t)
And I'll go punch up some cards 'fore I punch a clock
f**k hittin', VV's on my neck swingin' on b*t*hes (Swingin' on hoes)
Choppers got Tris in 'em, been done leaned me a n***a (Brrt)
Takin' feds chances, got two thousand beans in a rental
Once I make it there and back, I'ma come back with a sixty (Sixty ball)
She go crazy on the d**k, b*t*h, I like that (I like that, b*t*h)
When I hit her hard, b*t*h, you better fight back (I like that, b*t*h)
Say you trappin', slappin' hard, where your mic at? (Where your phone at?)
If she a platinum b*t*h, her neck and wrist, I ice that (Woo)
Ayy, talkin' to the plug, take the price down (Take that price down)
Million on my neck, b*t*h, that's my lifestyle (That's my lifestyle)
n***a talkin' loud, he better pipe down (Pipe down)
n***a, we ain't in DC, but this the White House (White, n***a)
I ain't talkin' canned goods, but I got beans in the cabinet (Beans)
Strike her like a freak, b*t*hes scream when I'm stabbin' (Skrrt)
Hey, you say hand you a vacuum, b*t*h, you 'bout to clean the floor up
Bro say hand him a vacuum, b*t*h, he 'bout to wrap the 'bow up ('Bow)
Trackin' sh*t through FedEx, it's pullin' up to Cleveland (Shippin' sh*t)
In the hood pickin' up racks, then I'm leavin' (Money)
Sprinkle baking soda on that brick like a seasoning (Cane)
These n***as hate I'm breathin', his b*t*h hate when I'm leavin' (Hah)
Get 'em in the morning and they gone by the evening (Gone quick, n***a)
Oh, yeah, Mu?
You talkin' platinum on that motherf**ker, n***a
Get the work gone fast, I ain't gone lie
Check me out (Talk that platinum sh*t, Lee)
Sippin' on Crissy got me tipsy and your b*t*h miss me (Yeah)
'Bout to blow a bag in Balenci', then shoot to Fendi (Yeah)
b*t*h look like RiRi and she playin' savage, Fenti (Bad b*t*h)
I'll squeeze the semi like a savage 'til it's empty (b*t*h)
