Juice WRLD - Diors (Version 2) lyrics

Hmm i'm in Canada right now
My homie just told me they got a linebacker
Boy, this is crazy boy
Slatt, money stack to the ceiling
Money stack to the ceiling
Money stack to the ceiling

Spent some bands here, threw some bands there
It's a cold world, we ain't playin' fair
Ain't no checking me
Bitch I'm playin' chess
You my son huh, say it with your chest
I spent a hunnid on lean
Wockhardt Wockhardt tech
These niggas want me dead
Bulletproof my vest
I spent a hunnid on lean
Wockhardt Wockhardt tech
These niggas want me dеad
Bulletproof my vest

Got Diors in differеnt colors, yeah
Designer by the dozen, yeah
She bad as fuck, I'ma hit that bitch
Then switch up to her cousin, yeah
Her nigga talkin' crazy on the phone
Ordered to fuck me up, Hadouken
Say he wanna fight
Upper cut him 'til he stupid
Don't be foolish but enough of the drama
I'ma get back to the commas
Takin' my narcotics, I be boolin'
You be losin'
School of Hard Knox, nigga, you a student
Money got so right, so it can't go wrong
She fuck me 'cause my bankroll's long
Pull up in a tank like bitch we on
Diamonds look like Lucky Charms
Bitches tryna set me up
Your boyfriend broke, that's not my fault
Pockets on fat, rock Rick like Ross
Run up on me get crissed then crossed, yeah

Spent some bands here, threw some bands there
It's a cold world, we ain't playin' fair
Ain't no checking me
Bitch I'm playin' chess
You my son huh, say it with your chest
I spent a hunnid on lean
Wockhardt Wockhardt tech
These niggas want me dead
Bulletproof my vest
I spent a hunnid on lean
Wockhardt Wockhardt tech
These niggas want me dead
Bulletproof my vest