MU - White Dior Tee lyrics

[Intro: Tee Grizzley] (Brian, what did you do?) What 300 did? 300 did what? Ayy (Free the guys, ni**a) [Verse 1: Tee Grizzley & AllStar Lee] 300 signed Baby Grizz and my ni**a Lee (Facts) Shout out to Selim believin' in them gangsters out the street (Good lookin') sh*t ain't just the fans, boy, the government givin' us streams (Woo) They like, "What you mean?" b*tch, the feds listen when we speak (ni**a) Bought my favorite girl a B-E-N-Z, ni**a Can't give out no loans, this for Baby Tee, ni**a (Neph') [Verse 2: Mu, AllStar Lee & Tee Grizzley] Forty-eight a key, thirty-eight a P, ni**a (Work) Two hundred sittin' on this white Dior tee, ni**a (Two hundred racks) Ayy, Mu, 'member when you had them green things mailed? You talkin' had, man, I still get them green things mailed (Them b*tches still on) This sh*t smoke good, plus it got the look and the smell (Strong) Rose gold AP, hope this b*tch don't send me to jail (Bling blaow) [Verse 3: AllStar Lee] Shirt cost a G, shoes cost a G, ni**a (Bands) And add another three hundred, got a deal, shout out 300 (Woo) In the booth spillin' Cris' on my Dior tee (Facts) And this whip I'm in ain't got no key, it come from Germany (Overseas) Pretty foreign b*tch with me and she come from Germany (Okay) They ain't payin' five for a 'bow of ice, then they concernin' me (Platinum, platinum, platinum) Split your sh*t in half if a ni**a think he harmin' me (Platinum, platinum, platinum) Used to grab Act' and blues out the pharmacy [Verse 4: Tee Grizzley & AllStar Lee] Ayy, M's on my card, but I still keep me a bankroll (Racks) This white Dior tee, it cost me ten pairs G-Fazos (A band) And Mu ain't got a deal, but spent 50K on Rodeo And Lee just got a deal, before his deal, he had his chain froze Pull up to the trenches, glizzies with them switches ni**as don't like gang 'cause they be fu*kin' ni**as' b*tches (b*tch) Bro hit his b*tch, now he callin' bro an opp Goofy-ass ni**as out here dyin' over thots (Dead wrong) [Verse 5: Mu & AllStar Lee] I ain't got a deal, but I get deals when you come and cop Bored as hell, waitin' on three months for these 'bows to crop I was bustin' ni**as in they sh*t before I bust a watch (In they sh*t) And I'll go punch up some cards 'fore I punch a clock [Verse 6: AllStar Lee] fu*k hittin', VV's on my neck swingin' on b*tches (Swingin' on hoes) Choppers got Tris in 'em, been done leaned me a ni**a (Brrt) Takin' feds chances, got two thousand beans in a rental Once I make it there and back, I'ma come back with a sixty (Sixty ball) She go crazy on the dick, b*tch, I like that (I like that, b*tch) When I hit her hard, b*tch, you better fight back (I like that, b*tch) Say you trappin', slappin' hard, where your mic at? (Where your phone at?) If she a platinum b*tch, her neck and wrist, I ice that (Woo) [Verse 7: Tee Grizzley & AllStar Lee] Ayy, talkin' to the plug, take the price down (Take that price down) Million on my neck, b*tch, that's my lifestyle (That's my lifestyle) ni**a talkin' loud, he better pipe down (Pipe down) ni**a, we ain't in DC, but this the White House (White, ni**a) I ain't talkin' canned goods, but I got beans in the cabinet (Beans) Strike her like a freak, b*tches scream when I'm stabbin' (Skrrt) Hey, you say hand you a vacuum, b*tch, you 'bout to clean the floor up Bro say hand him a vacuum, b*tch, he 'bout to wrap the 'bow up ('Bow) [Verse 8: Mu & AllStar Lee] Trackin' sh*t through FedEx, it's pullin' up to Cleveland (Shippin' sh*t) In the hood pickin' up racks, then I'm leavin' (Money) Sprinkle baking soda on that brick like a seasoning (Cane) These ni**as hate I'm breathin', his b*tch hate when I'm leavin' (Hah) Get 'em in the morning and they gone by the evening (Gone quick, ni**a) [Interlude: AllStar Lee] Oh, yeah, Mu? You talkin' platinum on that motherfu*ker, ni**a Get the work gone fast, I ain't gone lie Check me out (Talk that platinum sh*t, Lee) [Verse 9: AllStar Lee] Sippin' on Crissy got me tipsy and your b*tch miss me (Yeah) 'Bout to blow a bag in Balenci', then shoot to Fendi (Yeah) b*tch look like RiRi and she playin' savage, Fenti (Bad b*tch) I'll squeeze the semi like a savage 'til it's empty (b*tch)