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Yeah turn up

All of my diamonds

They flawless this not the shit

That you heard of

Your bitch gon' jump

On my dick yeah

That bitch gon' pull up

Do hurdles

Yeah I told you that

We are them boys

That gon' win

I don't really think

That you heard us

How the fuck these hundons on me

How the fuck you got GLE

Watch all my money times three

In the Maybach

Recline in the seats

Bitch 'bout to Uber

She eat

I bust a nut yeah

I skeet

They don't really know 'bout a Yeat

They ain't even heard of me

They tryna steal my swag

Yeah but that's a burglary

Yeah I got bags

Sitting on top of the bags

Boy that's a Virgil piece

Yeah give my twizzy a hundon

Got buddy murdered for me

Yeah I'm on the side where we win

Yeah we don't really be

Keeping no peace

Yeah I was down bad in the past

I ain't get to have no feast

Yeah walk in the store with the pass

I'm 'bout to get it for free

All of my diamonds they bussin'

They flooded

Going up straight to the top

No discussion

Twin finna smoke that boy

Just like a Russian

Just scored a TD

These pussies been rushing

I ain't even stepping outside today

Yeah I got a cross on my crotch

Yeah the Chrome Hearts on my waist

Yeah I went and copped a lil' Tonka

Yeah these Percs

Got me moody and wonky

This bitch got an ass

This bitch got a donkey

This how fly this is

I don't care 'bout accomplishments

I was down bad

I ain't even have a dollar

I was really still poppin' shit

We the new wave

We the latest and greatest

Hit from the three

I feel tall like McGrady

Yeah I got to make up my mind

About shit but I told you

Aight I'm on the pill

Yeah my diamonds

They surf they sled

Bitch pulled up

Gave me her head

She ate me up in the bed

And I still left her ass on read

They ain't gon' do what I said

They ain't go bring in no bread

I ain't agreeing to shit

I'm definitely ain't agreeing to that

Yeah turn up

All of my diamonds they flawless

This not the shit that you heard of

Your bitch gon' jump on my dick

Yeah that bitch gon' pull up

Do hurdles

Yeah I told you that

We are them boys that gon' win

I don't really think that

You heard us

How the fuck these hundons on me

How the fuck you got GLE

Watch all my money times three

In the Maybach recline in the seats

Bitch 'bout to Uber she eat

I bust a nut yeah I skeet

They don't really know 'bout a Yeat

They ain't even heard of me