Dior (feat. KnownAsBkayy)

I don't say, I love you back, to my girl, I'm tryna protect my image Real block, trend setter, when I shoot I'm never missing Would've thought it was Michelin star, I'm tryna grip the kitchen My youngers terrorising the block, tryna up the smith n' Had a thing from West, she from Chelsea, and her name is Tilly Said I don't spoil her enough, so we fly up Italy Got my money in chunks, I'm funny, reminds her of Filly Back to the T house on the block, where my niggas drilly Looked into my eyes, know you got money, Mr. GBP Riding in a S-class, copped a Maybach, it's an SUV Gassed he made a couple grand, it's minor, made that in my sleep Told you that she loved you, little bro, she said the same to me Pull up to your block, cause a mazza, lean Riding in a backseat up the laser, beam Shawty wanna slide with a nigga like me Put my baby in the Dior, she be stepping in to clean VVS diamonds on my neck, oh no, no Spent a couple grand on a brick of marijuana Valentino tee, and I'm stepping in my Pradas Had a ting from East, her name is Esther, she from Ghana Pull up to your block, cause a mazza, lean Riding in a backseat up the laser, beam Shawty wanna slide with a nigga like me Put my baby in the Dior, she be stepping in to clean Had a ting from the south side She said that I adore her too, he's flexing bills in 50s On his snap, I dropped that on some shoes Talking bout our future on the phone, said I should be her boo But last year did not want me, kinda crazy, it's all out the blue Don't know why they envy me Tell my mumzy pray for me This ain't no game for me My life they tryna take from me Coz this year could end fatally to blow I'm waiting patiently I told these niggas wait on me, I don't know why they hate on me Pull up to your block, cause a mazza, lean Riding in the backseat up the laser, beam Shawty wanna slide with a nigga like me Put my baby in the Dior, she be stepping in to clean VVS diamonds on my neck Spent a couple grand on a brick of marijuana Valentino tee, and I'm stepping in my produce Had a ting from east, her name is Esther, she from Ghana Pull up to your block, cause a mazza, lean Riding in the backseat up the laser, beam Shawty wanna slide with a nigga like me Put my baby in the Dior, she be stepping in to clean I stepped in A Jewellers, seven rollies For seven different days She's talking bout some day date, but I don't love her I don't feel the same Roll me up in zoobie, it's a 3.5 Smells like silver haze Got too many paper cuts Cause a nigga loves to paper chase She said I look familiar, maybe cause she know I'm CTM if a nigga ain't moving Right guaranted that he will get left Shout my nigga OC and SLITZ My niggas to the end It's not my fault your man is a bum He doesn't make no bread