Diamonds

Oh, you like how I swag, you like-, you like- You like how I do that shit, huh Huh, I can tell, uh, I can tell, uh, uh, I can tell Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh Too high, I'm in the clouds I been rollin' all day, I smoke too much loud I ain't even got time for family, but I know they proud I ain't got even time for my lil' bitch, I'm rockin' out the crowd Even if they don't catch me red-handed, I'm takin' it to trial Try down the spot, the lil' baby, bitch, we need every dollar I been smokin' my problems, I been pill-poppin' my feels I'm still fightin' my demons, wake me up, I'm dreamin' She want me, she fiendin', and I can tell I think I like her, I remember how she smell If she don't reciprocate the energy, oh well I ain't trippin 'bout these hoes, bitch, you can stay over there I got diamonds on my ear I got diamonds on my neck, I got diamonds on my rings I put diamonds on her, now she think she apart of the team I just poured in my soda, I'm sippin' on lean I'm addicted to codeine, I'm addicted to these drugs She just wanna fuck a young rich nigga She don't know that I'm fucked upㅤ Yeah, yeah, she don't give no fucks Yeah, yeah, she don't give no fucks I ain't took my meds in yearsㅤ I been thinkin' 'bout a whole lot, that's how I made these M's She a grim reaper, eat your soul out Walk in this bitch with my pole outㅤ Walk in this bitch with a whole lot- Cash, I got a whole lot of it (huh), bags, I got a whole lot of it Fuckin' your hoe, she your problem Leanin', I need me a kickstand All black, all Rick man Huh, huh, huh Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh Huh-huh I just copped an AP, gon' catch me with Franck Muller When I was in school, they caught me fuckin' on my tutor When I was in school, I was skippin' class, Ferris Bueller Yo' bitch might let me fuck 'cause I got more cash and I'm cooler You niggas ain't get no money Spent yo bag on her ass, I go ku' with them hundreds These niggas ain't getting no pass These niggas gotta paste them hundreds Slow up, G-Lock, ski mask When I'm outside, it's a hundred When I'm outside, it's a hundred When I'm outside, it's a hundred When I'm outside, it's a hundred When I'm outside, it's a hundred When I'm outside When I'm outside, it's a hundred When I'm outside When I'm outside, it's a hundred, hundred Fully Tommy gun, shootin' at the crowd Everybody run, everybody get down Smokin' that shit, I can't hear you, know we smoke that loud I got diamonds all over my body, from my ears to the ground I'm the diamond man, I got diamond pants Alex Moss, rock that chain, cost like forty grand X chain came from Wafi, cost like one-sixty That 200K just to play, and I ain't done with it Diamonds in my teeth, come watch when the sun hit Tennis chains on, hit like Selena in Venus VVs on my ho so cold, she say she anemic Shop in New York, SoHo, we don't shop at Neiman's Pop, show me your bankroll, these niggas don't get no money That shit you posted on the 'Gram, I spend that shit for fun I crack that shit, a 100K a week, and I'm not done She was with me the first time she seen a honeybun Told her, "Hell nah, hundred thousand," huh, not a ten I turn up my partners and turned up my bitch, we all in I pay everything in cash, huh, huh, it's all there Bitch like to stay high like my swag, huh, huh, it's all real Catch your partner, turn you to a pallbearer G-Lock .44 bullet, I'm standin' my ground I still live in Atlanta, ain't move out of town Catch an out of town nigga down bad, he was out of bounds