Released on October 23, 2020

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[Intro]

I buy shit you can’t afford, yeah


[Chorus]

Got that Christian Dior

Bought it out the store

Louis, that Gucci, that Prada, I can get you some more

They calling me but I don’t bother to just answer their calls

My girl, I be taking her shopping, we don’t look at the cost


[Verse 1]

And they know us

Every time we walk up on the scene

Yeah, my diamonds shine and gleam, and your bitch is on my team

No, no, get away from me, no, you can’t get a thing

I could love you for the night but buy no wedding ring

Money always on my mind, there ain’t no better thing

All this gold up on my neck be shining, I look like a king

I could fuck her through the night and I’m a makе her sing

I be getting way too high, I’m flying, I got wings

Just show mе something

Show me something

I’m rolling off the drugs, no, I swear I don’t feel nothing

All this fighting, all this violence, ain’t no loving

And if the cops, they pulling up and then we ducking

No, we ain’t talking

Fucking with my guys and you ain’t walking away

They talking all they want but I don’t care what they say

Let them all just hate

I’ma count my cake, and throw it in their face, on delay


[Chorus]

Got that Christian Dior

Bought it out the store

Louis, that Gucci, that Prada, I can get you some more

They calling me but I don’t bother to just answer their calls

My girl, I be taking her shopping, we don’t look at the cost

Got that Christian Dior

Bought it out the store

Louis, that Gucci, that Prada, I can get you some more

They calling me but I don’t bother to just answer their calls

My girl, I be taking her shopping, we don’t look at the cost


[Verse 2]

Yeah, we can go on a date

Just tell me where you wanna stay

You can be my bae, yeah, shining every day

I could get you diamonds, got you wet just like a lake

We don’t fuck with no one cause we know that they be fake

Yes, I like that kitty, come and put it on my face

Call me in the morning right the second that she wake

And she wanna say “baby, tell me how it taste”

I can buy you Rollies with the bezels in the face


[Chorus]

Got that Christian Dior

Bought it out the store

Louis, that Gucci, that Prada, I can get you some more

They calling me but I don’t bother to just answer their calls

My girl, I be taking her shopping, we don’t look at the cost

Got that Christian Dior

Bought it out the store

Louis, that Gucci, that Prada, I can get you some more

They calling me but I don’t bother to just answer their calls

My girl, I be taking her shopping, we don’t look at the cost