Top Songs By EST Gee
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
EST Gee
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eric Fernandez
Songwriter
George Stone III
Songwriter
Shirley Bassey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Vekz
Producer
Eric Fernandez
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Diamonds are forever
They are all I need to please me
They can
[Verse 2]
Quarter tick, half a tick, whole tick, and jewels
But if you look outside in the driveway, it's two
Quarter ounce, half zone, whole zip for food
You get yo shit together you can ball like me too
Quarter tick, half a tick, whole tick, and jewels
But if you look outside in the driveway, it's two
Quarter ounce, half zone, whole zip for food
You get yo shit together you can ball like me too
[Verse 3]
Diamonds is forever, less you go broke and sell em'
Plain jane, Prezi, con game, pop a level
Trip right off the edges, come together under pressure
Acetone spritzer, dirty Sprite sipper
Finsta looking at my old thot pictures, think I miss her
Who decides war? White tee in the trenches
Pounds in the mail truck, meet 'fore he deliver
Don't nobody, nobody fuck with my shipments
[Verse 4]
Off all December's **** run off in a Christmas
You knew before you did it, gotta live with them decisions
I don't go off potential, either it is, or it isn't
Ain't just personal, it's business, I'ma boss so I ain't tripping
[Verse 5]
Quarter tick, half a tick, whole tick, and jewels
But if you look outside in the driveway, it's two
Quarter ounce, half zone, whole zip for food
You get yo shit together you can ball like me too
Quarter tick, half a tick, whole tick, and jewels
But if you look outside in the driveway, it's two
Quarter ounce, half zone, whole zip for food
Get yo shit together you can ball like me too
[Verse 6]
Yeah, I ain't nothing like 'em dudes, baby, don't get it confused
A hunnid, all blues, how you want it? You can choose
My chains sit in the dark, like the stars, and the moon
Don't get woozy from these fumes, crack the window in the room
[Verse 7]
A boss, and a goon, what you get depend on you
They fake, don't be fooled, my weight sits there too
It's H and that juice, and that's straight to the moon
My face ain't my mood, I'm a snake in a suit
I been quit caring 'bout it since it ain't shit to prove
I been quit hearing 'bout em since I spanked they lil' dudes
I can't book her plane ticket if she ain't sending nudes
You go against me, lose, I got evidence to prove
[Verse 8]
Quarter tick, half a tick, whole tick, and jewels
But if you look outside in the driveway, it's two
Quarter ounce, half zone, whole zip for food
You get yo shit together you can ball like me too
Quarter tick, half a tick, whole tick, and jewels
But if you look outside in the driveway, it's two
Quarter ounce, half zone, whole zip for food
You get yo shit together you can ball like me too
Written by: Eric Fernandez, George Stone III, Shirley Bassey