Yori - fake dior! lyrics

(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I don't get involved
I just let 'em pop their pills
Bro, just don't watch it
I could make your girl question
Why she's even there still (yeah)
She get thirty days like a trial
No Netflix (yeah,  yeah,  yeah)
Swimming with a bitch
Think she bad, so I can't ignore
(Can't yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Said she love my shirt
I'ma dry clean, but floor
(Dry clean but floor, dry clean but floor)
Never let my niggas
Catch you cashing out on fake dior
(Woah, cashing out on fake dior)
Drank had had me acting out
Then she bust it on the floor
All the way out on her homie couch
(yeah)

Coming with her mind, on the top floor
(She put the C4, on the Z4)
Now I'm in chicago
With my motherfucking mudboys
(She put the C4, on the Z4)
I don't get involved
I just let 'em pop their pills
Bro, just don't watch it
I could make your girl question
Why she's even there still (yeah)
She get thirty days like a trial
No Netflix (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Swimming with a bitch
Think she bad, so I can't ignore
(Can't yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Said she love my shirt
I'ma dry clean, but floor
(Dry clean but floor, dry clean but floor)
Never let my niggas
Catch you cashing out on fake dior
(Woah cashing out on fake dior)
Drank had had me acting out
Then she bust it on the floor
All the way out on her homie couch