Dior Denim lyrics

[Verse 1]
b*tch you know what the f*ck this is (Swag)
Based doubled out with the pus*y on top
Ask my cousin if I spank them b*tches
Know if she suck di*k, I'ma take them b*tches
With a mouth full of spit
Pay 50 thousand dollars for a top notch b*tch
Girls love me cause I punish them b*tches
For talking
Went to New York to the Yankee Stadium
f*ck 30 b*tches, dude you be raping 'em
f*ck model girls in the ass, I'm classy
Young BasedGod told the b*tch she nasty
Paid a couple G's just to pop some bottles
I be f*cking hood rats and I f*ck them models
Don't discriminate even though I'm famous
[?] be surprised when I come to the hood
Got a iced out ring b*tch look like Jesus
Got the chrome .45 with extended pieces
b*tch I be looking so good
I'm like baby, come from the hood

[Interlude]
Real n*gga, yeah b*tch
Ayy b*tch, I'm a-I'm a real n*gga with a 50 inch di*k
A-list model, b*tch you can suck my di*k
[Verse 2]
In LA with Travis Barker
Riding in the scraper, no Aston Martin
Real
Real n*ggas don't divide, we just keep on riding, you feel me

[Interlude 2]
Red Flame Devil Music
Ayy I got a f*cking chest cold and I'm still doing sh*t
b*tch that's why I'm relaxed b*tch
I got a f*cking bronchio-cold or something
Whatever it is
Got a little mucus in my chest f*cking b*tch
And the b*tches still suck my di*k cause they love me
b*tches love me
I don't understand how n*ggas be calling me gay when all the b*tches love me
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