Diamonds hittin from a distance they got Range Rover
I got money I could buy a bitch a car like Oprah
Yeah thuggin’ ass nigga hit the hood and post up
I was spinnin’ niggas block momma told me put the pole up
How the fuck y’all niggas spin and y’all ain’t never showed up
Say he slidin’ got in traffic that lil nigga froze up
Put that paper on your head if you’re tryna see me
Hit em with that drumstick popeyes 3 piece
I could fall off in your DMs shoot my shot like 23
Suck my dick and try to kiss me I don’t want your cooties
Stackin paper loose leaf my money crippin Dave East
I’m in Dallas tryna vibe RIP to Gi Gi
Yeah sippin’ on that red smokin’ dead Method Man
Yeah blue and red diamonds but I still can’t cover hands
Yeah I don’t do the mask I don’t fuck my fans
I don’t chase no pussy baby I got only fans
I put that iron on your partner tryna see who next up
Wet your block up by myself I’m slidin’ in a Tesla
Put a nigga on his buns leave him red like ketchup
Chopper cook ’em like a burger he got killed for lettuce
5000 on some sheets bitch don’t fuck my bed up
Yeah tweakin on an addie when I get my best nut
Yeah I don’t do the mask I don’t fuck my fans
I don’t chase no pussy baby I got only fans
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