Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
MarzTLK
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
MarzTLK
Lyrics
Marz TLK
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
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(Huh huh uh huh huh)
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[Verse 2]
Diamonds my necklace, my choker, I told that bitch to move over
She always over my shoulder, I'ma hop up in a rover
I'm getting smart I got older, I mix codeine with the soda
VVS diamonds I'm colder, and bitch I got green like I'm Yoda
And I'm in a big body Tonka truck, that **** still in a fuckin Toyota
And if that lil **** try runnin up, call up lil Sixx and he gone explode him
And I got a bad little bitch, and she with the shits, and she from Dakota
Got diamonds all over my wrist, and over my fist, look like Minnesota
[Verse 3]
Wrap that **** up in a body bag
He play with the gang, he get his body tagged
On rodeo drive, and we poppin tags
Bitch I'm off the oxy, and I'm bout to crash
Bitch I'm on the X, and I'm feelin so magical
Aim at his muhfuckin neck with the retical
Ht that lil ****, he gone need some medical
He want a shoutout, it's finna get tactical
Light up his body, like something electrical
So many racks, that my money need decimals
She on my dick, and she lickin my testicals
Can't trust a ****, that's why I'm so skeptical
[Verse 4]
Diamonds my necklace, my choker, I told that bitch to move over
She always over my shoulder, I'ma hop up in a rover
I'm getting smart I got older, I mix codeine with the soda
VVS diamonds I'm colder, and bitch I got green like I'm Yoda
And I'm in a big body Tonka truck, that **** still in a fuckin Toyota
And if that lil **** try runnin up, call up lil Sixx and he gone explode him
And I got a bad little bitch, and she with the shits, and she from Dakota
Got diamonds all over my wrist, and over my fist, look like Minnesota
[Verse 5]
And that lil bitch keep playin these games
She keep talkin, like what are you sayin
On the drugs, and I'm goin insane
On the road, and I been switching lanes
In a coupe, in the muhfuckin range
It's so crazy how these **** change
And that boy better not fuck with the gang
Or my lil **** gone blow his brains
And my **** be ready to rage, cuz they really been locked in that cage
I get lost in my head like maze, I be with that lil bitch everyday
And that lil bitch want me to come talk to her, but I really don't know what to say
On the percs, and it's making my stomach hurt, feel like I'm gettin close to my grave
[Verse 6]
Diamonds my necklace, my choker, I told that bitch to move over
She always over my shoulder, I'ma hop up in a rover
I'm getting smart I got older, I mix codeine with the soda
VVS diamonds I'm colder, and bitch I got green like I'm Yoda
And I'm in a big body Tonka truck, that **** still in a fuckin Toyota
And if that lil **** try runnin up, call up lil Sixx and he gone explode him
And I got a bad little bitch, and she with the shits, and she from Dakota
Got diamonds all over my wrist, and over my fist, look like Minnesota
[Verse 7]
(Uh huh huh)
(Uh huh huh) (Okay)
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(Uh huh huh) (Okay)
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(Uh huh huh) (Okay)
Written by: Marz TLK, MarzTLK
