Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song White Dior Tee, artist - Tee Grizzley. Date of issue: 05.05.2021
Song language: English
White Dior Tee |
| That boy ain’t got a deal, but spent 50K on Rodeo |
| And Lee just got a deal, before his deal, he had his chain froze |
| Pull up to the trenches, glizzies with them switches |
| Niggas don’t like gang 'cause they be fuckin' niggas' bitches (Bitch) |
| Bro hit his bitch, now he callin' bro an opp |
| Goofy-ass niggas out here dyin' over thots (Dead wrong) |
| I ain’t got a deal, but I get deals when you come and cop |
| Bored as hell, waitin' on three months for these 'bows to crop |
| I was bustin' niggas in they shit before I bust a watch (In they shit) |
| And I’ll go punch up some cards 'fore I punch a clock |
| Fuck hittin', VV’s on my neck swingin' on bitches (Swingin' on hoes) |
| Choppers got Tris in 'em, been done leaned me a nigga (Brrt) |
| Takin' feds chances, got two thousand beans in a rental |
| Once I make it there and back, I’ma come back with a sixty (Sixty ball) |
| She go crazy on the dick, bitch, I like that (I like that, bitch) |
| When I hit her hard, bitch, you better fight back (I like that, bitch) |
| Say you trappin', slappin' hard, where your mic at? |
| (Where your phone at?) |
| If she a platinum bitch, her neck and wrist, I ice that (Woo) |
| Ayy, talkin' to the plug, take the price down (Take that price down) |
| Million on my neck, bitch, that’s my lifestyle (That's my lifestyle) |
| Nigga talkin' loud, he better pipe down (Pipe down) |
| Nigga, we ain’t in DC, but this the White House (White, nigga) |
| I ain’t talkin' canned goods, but I got beans in the cabinet (Beans) |
| Strike her like a freak, bitches scream when I’m stabbin' (Skrrt) |
| Hey, you say hand you a vacuum, bitch, you 'bout to clean the floor up |
| Bro say hand him a vacuum, bitch, he 'bout to wrap the 'bow up ('Bow) |
| Trackin' shit through FedEx, it’s pullin' up to Cleveland (Shippin' shit) |
| In the hood pickin' up racks, then I’m leavin' (Money) |
| Sprinkle baking soda on that brick like a seasoning (Cane) |
| These niggas hate I’m breathin', his bitch hate when I’m leavin' (Hah) |
| Get 'em in the morning and they gone by the evening (Gone quick, nigga) |
| Oh, yeah, Mu? |
| You talkin' platinum on that motherfucker, nigga |
| Get the work gone fast, I ain’t gone lie |
| Check me out (Talk that platinum shit, Lee) |
| Sippin' on Crissy got me tipsy and your bitch miss me (Yeah) |
| 'Bout to blow a bag in Balenci', then shoot to Fendi (Yeah) |
| Bitch look like RiRi and she playin' savage, Fenti (Bad bitch) |
| I’ll squeeze the semi like a savage 'til it’s empty (Bitch) |