[Chorus]

Dior runners

Got a bag, made six M's in two summers

Your watch is stupid but my diamonds look dumber

Every time they book me, I'ma do numbers

Might buy a Wraith and chop the top off for the summer

Might take his top off, got the chopper, doing numbers

I graduated out the trap, got my diploma

Always be myself, I'm never playing no persona

Hundred dollar bills and Backwoods my aroma

[Verse 1]

Bitch, I'm balling, cross you over, hit a floater (Swish)

She bust it open, I ain't have to bend her over (Bust it, bust it)

I can bet my Urus faster than your Rover

I can bet your favorite rapper is a poser

Handling business what I'm 'bout

Handle my business, kick her out

I'm like a dentist in her mouth (In her mouth)

Big bag and three bank accounts

I deposit big amounts

I wear brands I can't pronounce

Paranoid, I back out, better back out my way (Way)

Once I feel disrespected, there ain't nothing to say (Say)

I can make some money doing nothing today

Dressed her up in Maison, diamonds wrap up my bae

[Chorus]

Dior runners

Got a bag, made six M's in two summers

Your watch is stupid but my diamonds look dumber

Every time they book me, I'ma do numbers

Might buy a Wraith and chop the top off for the summer

Might take his top off, got the chopper, doing numbers

I graduated out the trap, got my diploma (Yeah)

Always be myself, I'm never playing no persona

Hundred dollar bills and Backwoods my aroma (Yeah)

[Verse 2]

Getting money now, so I don't gotta hold it

Before I leave my house, still make sure that it's loaded (Fasho)

To getting Benjamin Franklins, I'm devoted

I can't fit them in my pocket's on explosion (Boom)

Foreign fast, put your seatbelt on and sit tight (Skrrt)

Twenty-four inch my wheels, like what's your kit like?

She tried to snap me, kick her out, she better hitchhike

I got it on my own, I had to get right

Driftin' tires burning on the turnpike

She said you're such a fuckboy that you made her turn dyke

Flew the batch overseas

Step in Dior and Double C's

And it feel normal to me

[Chorus]

Dior runners

Got a bag, made six M's in two summers

Your watch is stupid but my diamonds look dumber

Every time they book me, I'ma do numbers

Might buy a Wraith and chop the top off for the summer

Might take his top off, got the chopper, doing numbers

I graduated out the trap, got my diploma

Always be myself, I'm never playing no persona

Hundred dollar bills and Backwoods my aroma