Christian Dior lyrics
by Gab3
[Chorus]
I used to f*ck with this one girl but we don't speak anymore
All these ratchet b*tches with me, dropping down to the floor
Purple weed is in my lungs, blowing kush out the door
You ain't talking money to me, what you calling me for?
I used to f*ck with this one girl but we don't speak anymore
All these ratchet b*tches with me, dropping down to the floor
Purple weed is in my lungs, blowing kush out the door
You ain't talking money to me, what you calling me for?
[Verse 1]
Ice all in my chain, yes I do my thang
They be 'round my lane, you a f*cking lame
b*tch you know I ball, damn I feel like James
She was on the set, now she on the way
Now she on the way over
Now I'm feeling like a loner
Swerving off in the Rover
Diamonds all on my choker
She was all on me
Now she wanna talk, wanna talk to me
I don't give a f*ck, no apologies
I don't give a f*ck, rolling up the weed
[Chorus]
I used to f*ck with this one girl but we don't speak anymore
All these ratchet b*tches with me, dropping down to the floor
Purple weed is in my lungs, blowing kush out the door
You ain't talking money to me, what you calling me for?
I used to f*ck with this one girl but we don't speak anymore
All these ratchet b*tches with me, dropping down to the floor
Purple weed is in my lungs, blowing kush out the door
You ain't talking money to me, what you calling me for?
[Outro]
I'm spending all on my money on the Christian Dior
I'm falling from the sky, I'm high as a meteor
Got it popping, getting paper, know they hate me for sure
Baller blocking, need to stop it, that's the sh*t I ignore
I'm spending all on my money on the Christian Dior
I'm falling from the sky, I'm high as a meteor
Card popping, getting paper, know they hate me for sure
Baller blocking, need to stop it, that's the sh*t I ignore