White Dior Tee Songtext
von Tee Grizzley

Brian, what did you do?

What the 300 did?
300 did what? Ayy (free the guys, n-)

300 signed Baby Grizz and my n- Lee (facts)
Shout out to Selim believin′ in them gangsters out the street (good lookin')
S- ain′t just the fans, boy, the government givin' us streams (woo)
They like, "What you mean?" B-, the feds listen when we speak (n-), uh
Bought my favorite girl a B-E-N-Z, n-
Can't give out no loans, this for Baby Tee, n- (neph′)

43 a key, 38 a P, nigga (work)
200 sittin′ on this white Dior tee, n- (200 racks)
Ayy, Mu, 'member when you had them green things mailed?
You talkin′ had, man, I still get them green things mailed (them b- still on)
This s- smoke good, plus it got the look and the smell (strong)
Rose gold AP, hope this b- don't send me to jail (bling, blaow)

Shirt cost a G, shoes cost a G, n- (bands)
And add another 300, 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)


She a foreign b- with me, and she come from Germany (okay)
They ain't payin′ five for a ′bow of ice, then they concernin' me (ayy, platinum, platinum, platinum)
Split your s- in half if a n- think he harmin′ me (platinum, platinum, platinum, platinum)
Used to grab Act' and blues out the pharmacy

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)
That boy 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 (pa)
N- don′t like gang 'cause they be f- n- b- (b-)
Bro hit his b-, now he callin' bro an opp
Goofy-a- n- out here dyin′ over thots (dead wrong)

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' n- in they s- before I bust a watch (in they s-)
And I′ll go punch up some cards 'fore I punch a clock

F- hittin′, VV's on my neck swingin' on b- (swingin′ on h-)
Choppers got Tris in ′em, been done leaned me a n- (brrt)
Takin' feds chances, got two thousand beans in a rental
Once I make it there and back, I′ma come back with a 60 (60 ball)


She go crazy on the d-, b-, I like that (I like that, b-)
When I hit her hard, b-, you better fight back (I like that, b-)
Say you trappin', slappin′ hard, where your mic at? (Where your phone at?)
If she a platinum b-, her neck and wrist, I ice that (woo)

Ayy, talkin' to the plug, take the price down (take that price down)
Million on my neck, b-, that′s my lifestyle (that's my lifestyle)
N- talkin' loud, he better pipe down (pipe down)
N-, we ain′t in DC, but this the White House (white, n-)
I ain′t talkin' canned goods, but I got beans in the cabinet (beans)
Strike her like a freak, b- scream when I′m stabbin' (skrrt)
Hey, you say, "Hand you a vacuum", b-, you ′bout to clean the floor up
Bro say, "Hand him a vacuum", b-, he 'bout to wrap the ′bow up ('bow)

Trackin' s- through FedEx, it′s pullin′ up to Cleveland (shippin' s-)
In the hood pickin′ up racks, then I'm leavin′ (money)
Sprinkle bakin' soda on that brick like a seasonin′ (cane)
These n- hate I'm breathin', his b- hate when I′m leavin′ (hah)
Get 'em in the mornin′ and they gone by the evenin' (gone quick, n-)

Oh, yeah, Mu? You talkin′ platinum on that motherf-, n-
Get the work gon' fast, I ain′t gon' lie, check me out (talk that platinum s-, Lee)

Sippin' on Crissy got me tipsy, and your b- miss me (yeah)
′Bout to blow a bag in Balenci′, then shoot to Fendi (yeah)
B- look like RiRi and she playin' savage, Fenti (bad b-)
I′ll squeeze the semi like a savage 'til it′s empty (pa, pa-pa)