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Dior
2284
Hip-Hop/Rap
Dior è stato pubblicato il 19 novembre 2024 da Signal Records/Columbia come parte dell'album Dior - Single
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Data di uscita19 novembre 2024
EtichettaSignal Records/Columbia
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM157

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
TopOppGen
TopOppGen
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Genesis Roland
Genesis Roland
Lyrics
Trevon Smith
Trevon Smith
Lyrics
Simón Díaz
Simón Díaz
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Omttrevo
Omttrevo
Producer
Pcfopi
Pcfopi
Producer

Testi

Uh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Like I'm drowning baby, I been puttin' your love to the test
My lil hittas gone pull up sending bullets that I'm knowin' **** can't catch
I want all my hundreds crip as hell like a IG blue check
I know lil Reese ass still mad as hell bout made lil dude wreck
Switch on 21, I hit this bitch bout broke the vette
Know these hoes don't love me, they just want money they want sex
Fell out off them percs, ain't feel my heart beatin' through my chest
Pull up at Leveque you ain't see nobody in this Lex
Said she proud of me, put hеr in Dior
**** you ain't shot shit, what you got that heat for
I really jumped in hеad first in the streets, not on the keyboard
Might say stay off them pills, look at rich homie but I think I need more
I'm tryna get rich, travel the world so I can see more
We get his drop and blow that bitch up like it's C4
They told me I wasn't shit, ran up my racks so I could be more
Baby you know you badder than the one I want, what I gotta cheat for
You know these **** ain't cut like me
She ask me why I be poppin' them pills and it might be hard I'm just keepin' it G
Know I'm outside everyday, you ain't lookin' for me cause I'm everywhere with my heat
I hit her raw and fell in love
I'm feelin' good, I'm off hella drugs
Bro ridin' with shottie, tryna get em' slugged
You feel the temperature lower and you know you givin' up
**** stop callin' my phone makin' threats, we gone step on you like a bug
**** stop reppin' on all them fake ass bodies
I'm off two tens, I'm out my body
Fine shit know she bad, she a hottie
I'm the reason his brother got shot, probably
Like I'm drowning baby, I been puttin' your love to the test
My lil hittas gone pull up sendin' bullets that I'm knowin' **** can't catch
I want all my hundreds crip as hell like a IG blue check
I know lil Reese ass still mad as hell bout made lil dude wreck
Lil bro love strikin', this his 3rd time at the dealership
Give a fuck if you don't like it, we gone pull up like what the business is
I put Glock 17 on a **** head, but I do not work at lids
I was 13 throwin' back sleepin' pills, but I did it ever since a kid
Yeah
Uh, yeah
Yeah
Written by: Genesis Roland, Simón Díaz, Trevon Smith
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