| Sippin' on drank
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| Diamonds, they wing
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| Diamonds, they fleek
|
| Diamonds, they bling
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| Hop in the whip
|
| Winnin' the race
|
| I got some paint, It’s on her face
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| Stay in your lane
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| Who can you blame
|
| Been on the grind, since I began
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| I had my ex
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| Asked how she been
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| Told me she «missed me»
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| No, not again
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| Burnin' spaceship
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| Popped it up and on here
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| I got the drip on me like I’m Ric Flair
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| They watchin' me, rack it up in the air
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| I’m off his babygirl, pullin' her hair
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| Think he a shooter, but that nigga scared
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| Tellin' you that, Imma make sure, I swear
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| Bitch scream Emanuel, bitches like «Where?»
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| That bitch, she lookin' at me over there
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| Diamonds, they shine
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| Please do not stare
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| You might go blind, need some welfare
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| He wanna fight, he wanna dare
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| I took his bitch, really don’t care
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| Cop a new whip
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| Drive to the fair
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| Fuck on his chick, no it’s not fair
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| Don’t give a shit
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| Now he in tears
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| Ice on my wrist, that’s a Patek
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| Left her on read
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| The comment was dead
|
| That bitch hit the scene, so I gotta dip
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| Before Imma switch
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| Man, watch me flip
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| I might hit the miss
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| That bitch won’t be missed
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| I fade in the wind
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| Won’t see you again
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| She said she want money, I gave her like ten
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| She went got some surgery, got her some tits
|
| From LA to Burgundy, I’m in a jet
|
| Sippin' on drank
|
| Diamonds, they wing
|
| Diamonds, they fleek
|
| Diamonds, they bling
|
| Hop in the whip
|
| Winnin' the race
|
| I got some paint
|
| It’s on her face
|
| Stay in your lane
|
| Who can you blame
|
| Been on the grind, since I began
|
| I had my ex
|
| Asked how she been
|
| Told me she «missed me»
|
| No, not again
|
| Sippin' on drank
|
| Diamonds, they wing
|
| Diamonds, they fleek
|
| Diamonds, they bling
|
| Hop in the whip
|
| Winnin' the race
|
| I got some paint
|
| It’s on her face
|
| Stay in your lane
|
| Who can you blame
|
| Been on the grind, since I began
|
| I had my ex
|
| Asked how she been
|
| Told me she «missed me»
|
| No, not again
|
| Yeah
|
| Bitch, I’m an animal
|
| She suckin' on me like Danimal
|
| Killing these niggas like Hannibal
|
| That nigga jealous, what can he do?
|
| I went and got a new Bentley, ooh
|
| Ex hit my phone and she miss me, too
|
| Baby, don’t offer me Fentanyl
|
| You should be that and be back in school
|
| Look at me now, huh
|
| I came a long way from town
|
| Give them my sound
|
| My mama told me she proud
|
| Ain’t no nigga crying, uh
|
| We learned all that mess, we was down
|
| But I’m always grindin', yuh
|
| And Imma go sleep on the ground
|
| Sippin' on drank
|
| Diamonds, they wing
|
| Diamonds, they fleek
|
| Diamonds, they bling
|
| Hop in the whip
|
| Winnin' the race
|
| I got some paint
|
| It’s on her face
|
| Stay in your lane
|
| Who can you blame
|
| Been on the grind, since I began
|
| I had my ex
|
| Asked how she been
|
| Told me she «missed me»
|
| No, not again
|
| Sippin' on drank
|
| Diamonds, they wing
|
| Diamonds, they fleek
|
| Diamonds, they bling
|
| Hop in the whip
|
| Winnin' the race
|
| I got some paint
|
| It’s on her face
|
| Stay in your lane
|
| Who can you blame
|
| Been on the grind, since I began
|
| I had my ex
|
| Asked how she been
|
| Told me she «missed me»
|
| No, not again |