Fake Dior ft. Sowndboii Lyrics

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You know my Paps gave me cloth

Motion Billy showed me shores

I don't need your fake applause

Even then, I'm truly yours

New Nikes scrape the floor

Me and God open door

Saw my favourite artist on the gram in fake Diors

Damn

I've been praying hard though

I've been praying hard

I've been praying hard

I've been praying hard

Working on myself

Now I'm dreaming pretty large

Mam' Khize money

Might let you drive this Bentley in the yard

Talking paradise

What a life

Pray for living good

Live in any hood

I'll be good

Call me skinny Suge

Only rock the cloth when the fabric and the stitch good

Travel with these gram

You won't do it

But my bitch would

Homie heard a jux

Not there, in the other vault

Bought a new whip

Now he plans to take the summer off

Big-Mouth-Bobby caught slipping

Watch him summersault

Boy had to box a ghost for that slick talk

I stopped hanging with the misfits

I'm home cos my bitch lit

My rider is everything my bitch drink

She wants pink drinks

BNGs, I'm a brown bottle boy

Money bag Tasso always been a brown bottle boy

Big smiles

Floating on air

Walking on thin ice

Baby wanna whisper her secrets

I kiss her lips twice

Always gotta keep me a demon

You know the thick type

That's cos I've been nice nigga

And my Paps gave me cloth

Motion Billy showed me shores

I don't need your fake applause

Even then, I'm truly yours

New Nikes scrape the floor

Me and God open door

Saw my favourite artist on the gram in fake Diors

Damn

I've been praying hard though

I've been praying hard

I've been praying hard

I've been praying hard

Working on myself

Now I'm dreaming pretty large

Mam'Khize money

Might let you drive this Bentley in the yard