DIAMONDS lyrics

by

TrifeDrew


[Intro]
Eight, nine, once I nut then you can slide
Oh (Eugh), oh sh*t, oh, oh
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Jah, and you know that, boy
Daytrip took it to 10 (Hey)

[Chorus]
Don't talk to me, b*tch, talk to my diamonds (Bling, ooh)
Ho, this is a AP, not no Breitling (Yeah, ooh, whoa)
sh*t's so icy, I can't see my timin' (I really can't, whoa)
Forgis on that hemi, b*tch, I'm slidin' (Skrrt)
Ayy, quick grip spent on my left wrist, diamonds dance, ooh (What? Uh, ooh)
V.I.P., I'm posted in my stands, ooh (I really, whoa, whoa)
b*tch, my outfit costed your advance, whoa, yeah (Okay, okay, ayy)
I just flew a b*tch out straight from France (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Verse]
Money comin', sh*t, I spend it as fast I get it (Nyoom)
I'm so Brooklyn, look at my timbs and look at my fitted, uh (Uh, whoa)
Your b*tch on my di*k 'cause she like how my wrist hittin', ooh
Ride with the windows tinted, f*ck n*gga can't see who in it, ayy
Puerto Rican b*tch, good EE
I like my b*tches freaky, she won't f*ck you, you a weakling
When it come to me, she eatin' off that plate (Ayy), she wet like a lake, ooh
She wanna eat every crumb, beat it like a snare drum

[Refrain]
Hold up wait, whoa, whoa, sh*t, oh, sheesh
All my diamonds speak, uh
Rackaid's all on me, uh
Gucci on my tee, uh
Mike Amiri for the jeans, uh
Two bands in my jeans, uh
And my gang with me

[Chorus]
Don't talk to me, b*tch, talk to my diamonds (Bling, ooh)
Ho, this is a AP, not no Breitling (Yeah, ooh, whoa)
sh*t's so icy, I can't see my timin' (I really can't, whoa)
Forgis on that hemi, b*tch, I'm slidin' (Skrrt)
Ayy, quick grip spent on my left wrist, diamonds dance, ooh (What? Uh, ooh)
V.I.P., I'm posted in my stands, ooh (I really, whoa, whoa)
b*tch, my outfit costed your advance, whoa, yeah (Okay, okay, ayy)
I just flew a b*tch out straight from France (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Bridge]
One, two, three, it's just you, Molly, and me
Four, five, six, she do a line off of my di*k (Snort)
Seven, eight, nine, once I nut then you can slide (You can slide)
You know the vibe (You know the vibe), you know the vibes (Lean)
One, two, three (Three), it's just you, Molly, and me
Four, five, six, she do a line off of my di*k (Uh)
Seven, eight, nine, once I nut then you can slide (You can slide)
You know the vibe (You know the vibe), you know the vibes (Yeah, ayy)

[Chorus]
Don't talk to me, b*tch, talk to my diamonds (Bling, ooh)
Ho, this is a AP, not no Breitling (Yeah, ooh, whoa)
sh*t's so icy, I can't see my timin' (I really can't, whoa)
Forgis on that hemi, b*tch, I'm slidin' (Skrrt)
Ayy, quick grip spent on my left wrist, diamonds dance, ooh (What? Uh, ooh)
V.I.P., I'm posted in my stands, ooh (I really, whoa, whoa)
b*tch, my outfit costed your advance, whoa, yeah (Okay, okay, ayy)
I just flew a b*tch out straight from France (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Outro]
Jah, and you know that, boy
Daytrip took it to 10 (Hey)

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