Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Diamonds, artist - shiro
Date of issue: 21.10.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Diamonds |
Yea, ice up on my wrist, yea |
Wintr got that shit, yea |
Hoes be on my dick, yea |
Y’all bitches are mad lames |
And you know that you mad stains |
And I do it for the fame, yea |
Yea, ice up on my wrist, yea |
Wintr got that shit, yea |
Hoes be on my dick, yea |
Y’all bitches are mad lames |
And you know that you mad stains |
And I do it for the fame, yea |
All these hoes, yea they be chasing me |
Bitch I’m broke, just bought designer jeans |
I get paid like money fall from trees |
Flex up on me, nah don’t fuck with me |
Back up on my whip, you know my wrist, that shit is icy |
Lil gin$eng on the beat, got Wintr rapping on the feat |
Back up on my whip, you know my wrist, that shit is icy |
All my shit Designer, got me flexing like I’m flying |
I might look like I am broke |
I’m just lowkey making dough |
Moving pounds all for the low |
Making bands all on the low |
Flexing in designer clothes |
All y’all acting way too broke |
All y’all need to take some notes |
Watch me make my money grow |
Never hit my line, I’m too busy counting all my racks |
Never need a shorty 'cause she ain’t helping me get no stacks |
Never love a hoe, all these hoes talking behind my back |
All these hoes not making cash |
All these hoes do nothing but lack |
This my last year being broke, yeah, woah |
Bitch I’m 'bout to fucking glo, yeah, woah |
This my last year being broke, yeah, woah |
Bitch I’m 'bout to fucking glo, yeah, woah |
This my last year being broke, like Lil Citgo watch me glo |
Yeah, Shiro on a roll, I’m making hits with all my bros |
Bitch I’m Sonic, you can’t catch me |
Stack the cash until I’m happy |
Yeah, your bitch she looking at me |
She stay tryna get at me |
Yeah I’m draped up in the Gosha Rubchinsky |
My ex she text my phone, she said she miss me |
Then I block that bitch’s number real quickly |
Don’t hit me for no beats, you won’t get shit B |
Yeah, woah, yeah, yeah |
This my last year being broke, yeah, woah |
Like Lil Citgo watch me glo, yeah, woah |
Bitch I’m 'bout to fucking glo, yeah, woah |
They gon' wonder if I’m gon' switch it up |
'Cause I gotta chase this guap, I go and run it up |
Nah, they don’t know me, ain’t your homie, nah |
They’ll never see me till I’m up and right in front of 'em |
Sorry baby but my gang come first |
All these bitches want a spot, and you know that’s the worst |
Put in work, I put in work, I’m stacking up these payments |
Then I blow it on some merch, then I blow it on some merch, yeah |
Exotic items, all that ice, yeah I need all of that |
I’m in my foreign whip for the morning trip |
Driving fast, switching lanes, I got somewhere to get |
However much I got, yeah I need more of it |