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DIOR LEOPARD

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DIOR LEOPARD was released on July 18, 2025 by che as a part of the album REST IN BASS

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Che

Vocals

Azure

Programming

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Chase Mitchell

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Che

Engineer

CXO

Mastering Engineer

Azure

Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Take a shroom, now I'm on the moon

With sailor boots on, stomp out your whole crew

Sniper gang, take off brains off a coupe, oh yeah

If you gon' suck me up, get the balls too

I never fucked with average hoes, that's not my thing

I turned into a animal, stepped in the ring

These Dior trainer leopard shoes, not no Celine, yeah

She wouldn't have sex with you, you pipsqueak

Right now I'm on E about eight times a week, yeah

I can't even say a thing, I smoke way too much weed, yeah

Told my label, "Send over the bread," got it next week

'Cause they could never play me, gang, is that capiche? (Yeah, let's go)

[Verse 2]

We swerving on the asphalt, asphalt

You broke and mad, I beg to differ, that's yo' dad fault

Your bitch ass could take my shoes and wouldn't last, dawg

I been through so much that I don't even get mad now, yeah

I just popped a Adderall, wait till I crash out (Let's go)

K3 hear me talk about hoes, she crash out, yeah

Momma found out I was doing drugs, then she spazzed out

Damn, she not playing games, okay, she kicked my ass out, yeah

Bentley Mul-fucking-sanne swerving off the paint

I heard we ran out fucking Tris, I damn near had fainted, aye

Pussy boy, watch your lip, my shooter insane, he go

Cross your ass off the list now, his shooters painted out

Go twenty-seven club, kill myself, Cobain

Once I felt in love with drugs, ain't nothing had been the same

Once I felt in love with mud, ain't nothing had been the same

But as long as I go up, I stay the same for my gang, yeah, yeah

Punch your head off, we gon' rage

Punch your head off, we gon' rage

[Verse 3]

Go

Go

[Verse 4]

Yeah, I called the plug, said I'm dying (Go)

It's time to relapse on them drugs, bitch, let's try again (Blatt, yeah)

They said he sold his soul, okay, what about it? (Aye)

They say I sold my soul, yeah, I highly doubt it (Che)

I fingerfuck the bitch when I get my nails done

And she popping pussy for a **** with some munyun

And she popping pussy for these **** who don't love her

And I got a cut in my heart, so it's fuck love

[Chorus]

You mad at me when you the one that fucked up

You mad at me when you the one that fucked up

You mad at me when you the one that fucked up

You mad at me when you the one that fucked up

When we outside, be ready, bitch, you fucked up

When we outside, be ready, bitch, you fucked up

Yeah, I'm just snowboarding in my Chrome Uggs (Let's go)

Bitch, I'm King Snake, I'm a cobra

When we outside, be ready, bitch, you fucked up

When we outside, be ready, bitch, you fucked up

Yeah, I'm just snowboarding in my Chrome Uggs (Let's go)

Bitch, I'm King Snake, I'm a cobra

[Verse 5]

Yeah, I called the plug, said I'm dying (Go)

It's time to relapse on them drugs, bitch, let's try again

They said he sold his soul, okay, what about it? (Aye)

They say I sold my soul, yeah, I highly doubt it (Che)

I finger fuck the bitch when I get my nails done

And she popping pussy for a **** with some munyun

And she popping pussy for these **** who don't love her

And I got a cut in my heart, so it's fuck love

[Chorus]

You mad at me when you the one that fucked up

You mad at me when you the one that fucked up

You mad at me when you the one that fucked up

You mad at me when you the one that fucked up

When we outside, be ready, bitch, you fucked up

When we outside, be ready, bitch, you fucked up

When we outside, be ready, bitch, you fucked up

When we outside, be ready, bitch, you fucked up

Written by: Chase Mitchell

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