Dior - Intellectual

[Intro]

Christian Dior, ay

She want that Christian Dior, ay

She want that Christian Dior

Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay

Six, chill, fool, for real, for real

I got no choice but to ball

'Cause she want that Christian Dior

'Member them nights I was all in my Birkin, you niggas ain't pick up the call

I cannot fuck with you niggas, they say that they love me but want me to fall

Man I thought you was my dog

I'm tryna figure it out, yeah, yeah

Achoo, slatt, wipe my nose

You can just stay for the night, Lil Boat

Say he get money, I swear he don't

That nigga cappin', he say he tote

Man I just sing for the money, blue notes

'Bout to get rich so they calling me bro

Google my niggas, they pull up with chrome

My diamonds wet like an ocean now

My diamonds wet, yeah they soaking now

I made the wave and they floating now

He talking shit, then we toast him (Bow)

Try to run up, you get broken down

Fourth quarter shit, aw, yeah, we really see that he choking now

'Bout to get rich, aw, yeah, niggas gon' act like they know me now

All of my niggas on go-o-o

Nigga we kick in the door-o-o

I take a sip 'cause I'm stressing

I cop a four and I pour-o-o

Ouu, yah, destined, nigga I swear that I'm destined

Ouu, yah, blessings, I gotta count up my blessings