DIAMOND DISTRICT

Back and forth with my lil bih I'm running suicides

Extra large pack on me, but it's true to size

If I go broke, know who to call, but I don't use the line

And I just broke the blunt in half I got distracted

It's just a backwood, bae I am not asthmatic

I got all kinds of hos, types of O's, for how I'm acting

I got nothing for ya baby, I remember you did me bad then

Now she want a romantic, ain't gone happen

I'm like no way, hey hey hey hey

This bih don't behave

I got bills that I love to pay, cuz I'm fuckin paid

I got pills that I love to take, I go fuckin crazy

I went above the line

I does it everytime

I'm not watching Peaky Blinders on a Sunday Night

Butter spread, wonder how I got this wonder bread

More pape than Dunder Mifflin

More pape than London Tipton

I whipped a can am in upper Memphis

I did my dance out in diamond district

And what's the point of all this chicken

I see it everyday ridiculousness

Yeah, rock out baggy jeans, it's not a fitness fit

What's your batting average?

I got hit for hit for hit for hit

Yeah, RI still stand tall just like a balance beam

But I poured up a cup of alchemy

The purple one, I popped one too, it got me dummy fried

Popped a nervous one, it's kicking in, it's something I can hide

I keep a tenny right in front of me with a seven on the side

Back and forth with my lil bih I'm running suicides

Extra large pack on me, but it's true to size

If I go broke, know who to call, but I don't use the line

And I just broke the blunt in half I got distracted

It's just a backwood, bae I am not asthmatic

I got all kinds of hos, types of O's, for how I'm acting

I got nothing for ya baby, I remember ya did me bad then

Now she want a romantic, ain't gone happen