Diamonds On Me (feat. Gunna & Yella Beezy)

Yeah, real diamonds, real diamonds on me

Only real diamonds on me

I pull up, they see the AP

I got the time in the streets

Shit can get cold

Stick to my vision, sell out on the road

Get it and go, yeah, that's all that I know

'Bout to go in, pardon my flow

Yeah, whip in a vet, chauffeur the Rolls

Ice the Patek, icy the stones

Mix the baguette with them rose

I got a check, fresh on the neck

Told her to fetch, hit like a wreck

Makin' it stretch, already flex

I want the sex, draw as a sketch

Before I dig in and she already wet

A **** play, we leave him right where we at

They pillow talkin' and I barely could chat

She don't call me, she gon' send me a text

A **** playin' and a **** get whack

She from LA and her pussy a snatch

Knock her down and put that mouth on the latch

Real diamonds, real diamonds on me

Only real diamonds on me

I pull up, they see the AP

I got the time in the streets

Shit can get cold

Stick to my vision, sell out on the road

Get it and go, yeah, that's all that I know

'Bout to go in, pardon my flow

Hopped up out the car like a superstar

Had to drop a couple bars just to prove 'em wrong

They thought I only was gon' dance, now they dance to my songs

Turned 'em all into fans, this what they waitin' for

How could you hate on me?

When I work hard seven days all week

Some days I don't even eat or sleep

Gotta hold down my family

Can't forget about my team

Yeah, real ones by my side

It's a cold world that's hard to find

Gotta have the ones who ride, yeah

Real diamonds, real diamonds on me

Only real diamonds on me

I pull up, they see the AP

I got the time in the streets

Shit can get cold

Stick to my vision, sell out on the road

Get it and go, yeah, that's all that I know

'Bout to go in, pardon my flow

Hey, all these diamonds on me

And al my diamonds on freeze

Racks poppin' out my jeans

Got a cup full of codeine

At night, sometimes I can't sleep

Young **** runnin' on E

Baby girl, be my peace

From all this drama in these streets

And if they run up on me

I'ma leave some on they tee

Blood rushin' down his teeth

I told you 'bout fuckin' with me

Boy, you know I'm headed to the top

Hell, no, boy, I won't stop

Young **** gettin' this guap

**** duckin' all these cops

Hey, I'm flexin' proper

Pocket full of guap and so I'm loadin' these choppers

A **** talkin' down, so I throw on his block

Hey, yellow Michael Phelps spent four on these guns

Four me on these goggles

Big dummy shackle

Young **** puttin' his pony bubbles

**** want test, put a hole in his wobble

Back in the day, I didn't show any robbers

Ooh, flexin' that ain't nothing new

Put 'bout thirty thousand dollars in my tooth

You can't walk a mile up in my shoes

Ooh, yeah, yeah

Real diamonds, real diamonds on me

Only real diamonds on me

I pull up, they see the AP

I got the time in the streets

Shit can get cold

Stick to my vision, sell out on the road

Get it and go, yeah, that's all that I know

'Bout to go in, pardon my flow

Can't lose

Lil' baby tired but there's nothing I can't get through

Made it this far in this life that I didn't choose

I gotta pray, without faith you might lose