Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Diplomatic Immunity , by - Drake. Release date: 19.01.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Diplomatic Immunity |
| Diplomatic immunity, fuck 'em |
| All that peace and that unity |
| All that weak shit’ll ruin me, fuck 'em, yeah |
| 'Cause niggas started talkin' to me like I’m slowin' down |
| Opinions over statistics, of course |
| Gassed off journalistic |
| Come at me and all you’ll get is the ballistic report |
| Booked a private room at Wylie’s, waiter twistin' the cork |
| I got multi-colored rings like the Olympics, of course |
| At award shows, cuttin' through the tension, of course |
| Girls huggin' me then askin' me, «what scent that is, boy?» |
| I be walkin' around the Six, like I invented it, boy |
| Yeah, who am I? |
| The do or die, the one with the fewest lies |
| And the truest ties, they try to compare us but |
| Like a job straight out of high school |
| There’s no you and I |
| I taught you everything you know, now you got student pride |
| All factual |
| I call the house, the embassy |
| The studio, the chapel, I hate to travel |
| I just pulled up on Solana show, the girl’s a natural |
| I knew her way back when Hollywood was international |
| Yeah, the furthest I’ve been, that’s word to my ends |
| Word to the flags that belong in the hood of my 'Benz |
| Very presidential, I broke all the codes for zonin' in my residential |
| I broke spirits that I never meant to |
| My body isn’t much of a sacred temple, with vodka and wine |
| And sleep at the opposite times |
| Promise shit is gettin' out of line, like when you make a stencil |
| Or getting out of line, like when you break a pencil |
| Violatin' the treaty of Versailles, champagne is the alias, but no cease and |
| desist in I |
| I refuse to comply with regulations, I listen to heavy metal for meditation, |
| no silence |
| Like Sanders on the Detroit Lions |
| Get a run around and I’ll bury you where they won’t find you |
| Motor City Casino, I’m at the cage with my old license |
| They tell me «don't worry, I got your money"like Osirus |
| (I'm the Osiris of this shit) |
| Dirty 30, workin' on me |
| Tired of women that may tag me in pictures, airin' my dirty laundry |
| Caterin' is from Giorgio Baldi, Robyn’s favorite |
| Shit is nice, but I prefer Madeo |
| Calamari rings and tomato |
| I got the sauce and now shorty’s keep claimin' «preggo» |
| Waking up at 6 PM like «where does the day go?» |
| Forecastin' tornadoes, brainstormin' retaliation at dinner tables |
| 2010 was when I lost my halo |
| 2017 I lost a J. Lo |
| A Rotterdam trip had me on front page, though |
| I had to lay low, Hot Topic like your everyday clothes |
| Closed off but I could never stay closed |
| Billboard awards, I claimed 13 out in Vegas like Sureños |
| Black excellence, but I guess when it comes to me it’s not the same though |
| All goodie, that just pushed me to do the things we all couldn’t |
| Niggas stakin' out the crib, it’s all gravy |
| Protection that God gave me |
| Shit is complex like short niggas 'round tall ladies |
| I gotta watch who I’m talkin' to like it’s all agents |
| I’ve seen buddin' careers turn to sit around and talk about other careers, |
| judgin' their peers |
| Knowledge from niggas who did not contribute to none of this here |
| Cover my ears, my security government tier |
| Yeah, advance the venue so we know the exits |
| Check the guest list, if opps make an appearance at least it’s expected |
| Tell ‘em I don’t want to link like a broken necklace |
| I’ll be in better company with my own reflection |
| Mirror, mirror, on the ceilin' of my suite in the Royal Palace |
| The TV playin' Al Jazeera |
| Inshallah, I hope the mission keeps on gettin' clearer |
| Whenever, wherever, OVO will always be together like Shakira |
| I love, I love |
| I love, I love it |
| Baby, I |