| Diamonds they water my carrots got fishes in it
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| We drippin and sh*t (let's go)
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| Never sweet to these h**s you won’t catch me out trickin on sh*t
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| Double C’s on my kicks
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| Probably heard I’m a broke from a broke ni**a
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| Probably heard I’m a h*e from your h*e ni**a
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| That’s your h*e guarantee she gone go ni**a
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| In love wit them dollars since I was a toddler
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| Won’t pop out outside unless I’m rocking designer
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| Better come proper cause bro got a chopper
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| He not for the drama he shoot ni**as mamas
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| She tryna holla cause I got some dollars
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| A b*tch can’t get shit but a d*ck and that’s nada
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| Come ride this wave and get splashed like some lava
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| One false move turn your noodle to pasta
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| I spent some bands on my drip what I got kicks
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| These ain’t cheap b*tch these dolce gabanas
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| Up in a sweet with your thot in LA
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| She just eat up the d*ck after eating Benihana’s
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| Came from the mud made it out of the slums
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| On my mama these h*es they get played DJ Drama
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| Keep me some knots b*tch I count hella gwala
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| I thought that I told you I don’t keep no wallets aye
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| On top of this sh*t lets go
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| B*tch I’m playing with fire spit that heat like a dragon
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| This drip on my neck got more waves than titanic
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| She trying to jump cause I’m way far from average
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| B*tch I came up from trapping and drippin in fashion
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| Before I was rapping I been having been cabbage
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| He want the smoke light it up b*tch it’s static
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| Like a tattted up b*tch we gone up it and blast him aye
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| On top of this shit (let's go)
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| Diamonds they water my carrots got fishes in it
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| We drippin and sh*t (let's go)
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| Never sweet to these h**s you won’t catch me out trickin on sh*t
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| Double C’s on my kicks
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| Probably heard I’m a broke from a broke ni**a
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| Probably heard I’m a h*e from your h*e ni**a
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| That’s your h*e guarantee she gone go ni**a
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| Gang gang gang
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| We back to back and the foreigns and they tinted
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| I’m over east with the Glock in my bridges
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| A whole hundred racks on his top and they blitzing
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| My young n*gga crippin push up and he tripping
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| Quincho stone cold put the h*e in submission
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| Ran up them racks out the bowls in the kitchen
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| Lotta VS1 diamonds I’m froze and I’m chilling
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| Law on my a** trying to know what I’m dealing
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| Aye you ni**as worst than women
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| Play with that gang it’s a whole another killing
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| Big bro ain’t for none put a whole in your ceiling
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| Straight out the 4 had to grow up and get it
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| Switching my flow all the h*e ni**a steaming
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| Get to acting little bro catch a whole another sentence
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| We’ll go back to back have it looking like tennis
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| On top of this shit (let's go)
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| Diamonds they water my carrots got fishes in it
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| We drippin and sh*t (let's go)
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| Never sweet to these h**s you won’t catch me out trickin on sh*t
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| Double C’s on my kicks
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| Probably heard I’m a broke from a broke ni**a
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| Probably heard I’m a h*e from your h*e ni**a
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| That’s your h*e guarantee she gone go ni**a (let's go) |