Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dior Runners, artist - NAV. Album song Bad Habits, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 25.03.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: XO
Song language: English
Dior Runners |
She bust it open, I ain’t had to bend her over |
I could bet my Urus is faster than your Rover |
I could bet your favorite rapper is a poser (Yeah) |
Handling business what I’m 'bout |
Handle my business, kick her out |
I’m like a dentist in her mouth (In her mouth) |
Big bank in three bank accounts |
I deposit big amounts |
I wear brands I can’t pronounce |
Paranoid, I back out |
Better back out my way (Way) |
Once I feel disrespected there ain’t nothing to say (Say) |
I could make some money doin' nothing today (Day) |
Dressed her up in Maison, diamonds wrap up my bae |
Dior runners, got a bag, mix the stems into songs |
Your watch is stupid but my diamonds look dumber (Bling) |
Every time they book me, I’ma do numbers (Numbers) |
Might buy a Wraith and chop the top off for the summer (Summer) |
Might take his top off, got the chopper doin' numbers (Numbers) |
I graduated out the trap, got my diploma ('Ploma) |
I always be myself, I’m never playin' a persona ('Sona) |
$ 100 bills and Backwoods my aroma ('Roma) |
Gettin' money now so I don’t gotta hold it (No) |
Before I leave my house, still make sure that it’s loaded (Fasho) |
To gettin' Benjamin Franklins I’m devoted ('Voted) |
I can’t fit 'em and my pockets on explosions |
Foreign fast, put your seatbelt on and sit tight (Skrrt) |
24 Inch my wheels like what your kit like |
She tried to Snap me, kick her out, she better hitchhike |
I got it on my own, I had to get right |
Driftin', tires burnin' on the turnpike |
She said «You such a fuckboy that you made her turn dyke» |
Flew the batch overseas, step in Diors, Double C’s |
And it feel normal to me |
Dior runners, got a bag, mix the stems into songs |
Your watch is stupid but my diamonds look dumber (Bling) |
Every time they book me, I’ma do numbers (Numbers) |
Might buy a Wraith and chop the top off for the summer (Summer) |
Might take his top off, got the chopper doin' numbers (Numbers) |
I graduated out the trap, got my diploma ('Ploma) |
I always be myself, I’m never playin' a persona ('Sona) |
$ 100 bills and Backwoods my aroma ('Roma) |