CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Diors (Version 2)

Hmm
I'm in Canada right now
My homie just told me they got a linebacker
Boy, this is crazy
Boy
Slatt, money stack to the ceiling
Money stack to the ceiling
Money stack to the ceiling

Spent some bands here, threw some bands there
It's a cold world, we ain't playin' fair
Ain't no checking me, b*t*h I'm playin' chess
You my son huh, say it with your chest
I spent a hunnid on lean, Wockhardt-Wockhardt tech
These n***as want me dead, bulletproof my vest
I spent a hunnid on lean, Wockhardt-Wockhardt tech
These n***as want me dеad, bulletproof my vest

Got Diors in differеnt colors, yeah
Designer by the dozen, yeah
She bad as f**k, I'ma hit that b*t*h
Then switch up to her cousin, yeah
Her n***a talkin' crazy on the phone
Ordered to f**k me up, Hadouken, say he wanna fight
Upper cut him 'til he stupid, don't be foolish
But enough of the drama, I'ma get back to the commas
Takin' my narcotics, I be boolin', you be losin'
School of Hard Knox, n***a, you a student
Money got so right, so it can't go wrong
She f**k me 'cause my bankroll's long
Pull up in a tank like b*t*h we on
Diamonds look like Lucky Charms
B*t*hes tryna set me up
Your boyfriend broke, that's not my fault
Pockets on fat, rock Rick like Ross
Run up on me get crissed then crossed, yeah
Spent some bands here, threw some bands there
It's a cold world, we ain't playin' fair
Ain't no checking me, b*t*h I'm playin' chess
You my son huh, say it with your chest
I spent a hunnid on lean, Wockhardt-Wockhardt tech
These n***as want me dead, bulletproof my vest
I spent a hunnid on lean, Wockhardt-Wockhardt tech
These n***as want me dead, bulletproof my vest

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