Lyrics
Chorus
My diamonds they to sickah
Look at my bank put a 1000 on my hands,
She gone off the liquor
2 more shots and she gone be gripping my pants
She gone off the coca
She in love with molly mix with the zans
She grab my choker,
Freaks come out at night, I swear to god they nasty,
Verse 1:
He wear a blue shirt I don't just that boy,
Shh what's that sound hold up I don't trust that noise
They try to raid me
I swear they hating,
They just mad cause a young nigga made it,
They just mad cause I can stay faded
And I'm just glad that I'm that baby
I'm the one im the chosen one for sure,
Beat it from the back I won't be no bore,
She bend it over for me I bet I poke her,
Oh my god she so nasty I wannna poke ahhh
Oh my god smoke my weed you get a toke ahh
Look at me why so serious ain't no joke ahh,
Chorus
Verse: 2
Renegade his friends be on them drugs for real,
Two shots and I'm gone be in the club for real,
That girl want me to choke her make love for real,
Oh my god baby banana clips they peel
Look at him I hit him with the ice cold steel
Look at him in his brim now he ice cold still
On the body laid out on the pavement,
All because he forgot the payments,
My bank account hella statements,
My name love it when you say it,
They gone play it,
The next time you hear this it's on her playlist
Chorus
Jamie Blow
Songtrust Ave, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC