Kwiik - Dior

My new bitch is bougie she like that Dior
Can't get to the room so we fuck on the floor
She a bad little vibe
Come with me for the night
Her panties get wet when I sing her these songs
I hit it the best she can't leave it alone
Don't gotta stress cause she mine
Never had a nigga from the west side

I don't gotta hit from the back cause she pretty
She don't want them niggas, they ain't fucking with me
I pour up some henny
And count up these billies
She knows what it is when I land in the city
I like to ride with the top down
Your old nigga mad tell him to pipe down
Can't answer your call she can't get to the phone
I can't get these birds to leave me alone
I pop me a 30 to get in my zone
These drugs got me trippin
These nights getting long
We moved on from them dime bags
We don't have to check the price tags
I wish there was time I could buy back
Ain't losing focus on sidetracks
So I ride the beat like a hi-hat
You can't get the swag you can't find that
Ooooh I'm running up a check bitch
Hoping I don't get arrested
Girl, I'm busy leave a message
You can bring you and your best friend
Girl your body is a blessing
You too fine to be stressing
Fuck a nigga from the west end
I won't ever leave you guessing
Hop in my section come fuck with a thug
You don't want no extra you looking for love
I got you what you need she knows I'm the plug
I'm bout that action I do what it does
Face down, ass up
That's what I need when I walk in the crib
Watch me run the bag up
She fucks with the kid cause she knows what it is

My new bitch is bougie she like that Dior
Can't get to the room so we fuck on the floor
She a bad little vibe
Come with me for the night
Her panties get wet when I sing her these songs
I hit it the best she can't leave it alone
Don't gotta stress cause she mine
Never had a nigga from the west side

Bad guy
I'm not a bad guy
We just got stuck at the wrong time
Now we gotta chill on some low life shit
I got .45 bitch
For any nigga wanna test me
Snipe a nigga like I'm Wesley
On the e way in a 10 speed
I know what you want
So you don't even gotta front no more
You so eager to get out this club
We keep fucking till the sun come up
We can do that cause we grown
Most of these niggas is clones
I got Versace cologne
That's why she wants me on her own
Ball like Kobe
Put that on me
We go so deep
I might OD
That's all for me
We stay lowkey
She wants Dolce
Whip got Forgis

My new bitch is bougie she like that Dior
Can't get to the room so we fuck on the floor
She a bad little vibe
Come with me for the night
Her panties get wet when I sing her these songs
I hit it the best she can't leave it alone
Don't gotta stress cause she mine
Never had a nigga from the west side

Written by:
Rylan Brock

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