Joeyy, Marlon DuBois - Dire lyrics
[Joeyy, Marlon DuBois - Dire lyrics]
Big cup full of Nostrum it same color Tiffany
Me and Marlon toast the mud
Then we have epiphany
If I end up up this glockie
You gon' sing a symphony
I wonder why my drink keeps changing colors
Theory Master I don’t need a co-signer
Why do I still have to give you a reminder
Smoke 2 it makes my eyes tired
I crave a deuce I need it like it's dire
Five thousand for the fit
Keep up with my attire
'Giela's on I cap but I'm not a liar
When I walk inside of Saks
I can hear the choir
Know my name I’m the theory supplier
I’m Joeyy I just wrote a song
But I’m not a writer
Shoes made from leather but
It’s not alligator i don’t remember the cost
I’m not a calculator
I'm not wearing Lacoste I got
That PP on my shirt
Like I pissed on my cloth
This Trissy make my teeth hurt
I'm gon' jump out the gym and
I'm gon' land my feet first
I'm reciting my hymn, in the mirror I'm Him
Somebody said that you were tryna mention us
You get 1 chance
You’re not different from the rest of us
You can’t get close to me ‘cause
I have an expensive trust
Walk inside the Saks Fifth I
Don’t even pay for stuff
Yup, horseshoes on me I must got the luck
I think I'm addicted to trying
To kick the cup i think my glasses strong
'cus they some buffs
When I'm noddy and my eyes shut I had e-
You cannot recreate the shed, it’s 1 1
You’re acting so shady
You should get some sun
I recognize that voice but I
Don’t know where it’s from
New theory, but I forgot what it was
(Cup noise)
Me and Marlon toast the mud
Then we have epiphany
If I end up up this glockie
You gon' sing a symphony
I wonder why my drink keeps changing colors
Theory Master I don’t need a co-signer
Why do I still have to give you a reminder
Smoke 2 it makes my eyes tired
I crave a deuce I need it like it's dire
Five thousand for the fit
Keep up with my attire
'Giela's on I cap but I'm not a liar
When I walk inside of Saks
I can hear the choir
Know my name I’m the theory supplier
I’m Joeyy I just wrote a song
But I’m not a writer
Shoes made from leather but
It’s not alligator i don’t remember the cost
I’m not a calculator
I'm not wearing Lacoste I got
That PP on my shirt
Like I pissed on my cloth
This Trissy make my teeth hurt
I'm gon' jump out the gym and
I'm gon' land my feet first
I'm reciting my hymn, in the mirror I'm Him
Somebody said that you were tryna mention us
You get 1 chance
You’re not different from the rest of us
You can’t get close to me ‘cause
I have an expensive trust
Walk inside the Saks Fifth I
Don’t even pay for stuff
Yup, horseshoes on me I must got the luck
I think I'm addicted to trying
To kick the cup i think my glasses strong
'cus they some buffs
When I'm noddy and my eyes shut I had e-
You cannot recreate the shed, it’s 1 1
You’re acting so shady
You should get some sun
I recognize that voice but I
Don’t know where it’s from
New theory, but I forgot what it was
(Cup noise)