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