Lyrics




Yeah nigga my cigarillo is rolled up, my drank is po'd up
Shit it's time to hit the motherfuckin streets
Trae, we got these boys talkin bout whoa man
Everytime we pull up (them diamonds got ya like)
You niggas gotta better bare face
(Them big bodies on chrome got ya like)
We actin that motherfuckin bad understand me
(And them big brick homes got ya like)
I mean overstandin, hey (everytime they see us they be like)
It's real talk though around here bitch
Screwed Up Click representin till the casket drop
And that's real talk though (them big bodies on chrome got ya like)
We gon' drop the motherfuckin top
We gon' mash the gas and pull up slow
Manson Hall nigga, Trae (everytime they see us they be like)
If I lost it all today I'd still be crown as
No less than a gangsta gettin at it
But since I got it I show these diamonds like they cinematic
I like to see things clearly but I have it so dramatic
So I copped a watch and told Johnny to make it panoramic
I shine enough to make the darkest block the clearest view
Lookin so hood it make you wanna slap the hater near as you
The truth'll never let you intervene
Paint so wet I'm feelin like I'm in a underwater submarine
The hood say I used to walk funny
But this Bank State medal help me show
You useless bitches how to walk money
I'm a beast with this hustle certified to talk money
This Rollie piece'll help to certify I talk sunny
I'm movin slow still ridin on 4-4's
With 4-4's in the stash box for any jacka tryna get close
I shine on em like every show it ain't got nuttin to do
With Black Rob or Puffy by the way I got em yellin out whoa
Them diamonds got ya like
Them big bodies on chrome got ya like
And them big brick homes got ya like
Everytime they see us they be like
Them diamonds got ya like
Them big bodies on chrome got ya like
And them big brick homes got ya like
Everytime they see us they be like
These boys be swagger jackin
I see em in they videos character actin
I'm 100% real with the streets ain't no need for no askin
No boastin or braggin high sidin high cappin in the slab
Just doin how a gangsta's posed to do cause I'm out for the cash
I'm a straight up asshole about my fa-fa-fetti
You don't know the feelin when the villain three wheelin a Chevy
Gucci frames holdin my face swangers huggin my boat lace
Hoes give me the fuck face like whoa boss just fuck chase
I did a bid now I'm back sittin on swoll
The only thing I'm liftin now is duffle bag loads
I get cash never specialize in trash hoes
And you ain't shit if you ain't never rolled glass 4's
It's a bird it's a plane nope it's the South
If you ain't 40 in the grill please close your mouth
And it don't take makin a scene for me to break em off
If you ain't ABN I recommend another route
Them diamonds got ya like
Them big bodies on chrome got ya like
And them big brick homes got ya like
Everytime they see us they be like
Them diamonds got ya like
Them big bodies on chrome got ya like
And them big brick homes got ya like
Everytime they see us they be like
I got 50 pointers in my chain
VS1's all around my body I swear I'm freezin mayne
Maybe I just need to go outside in the sun and thaw out
My food taste like ice cubes cause my grill is turnin my jaws out
Them diamonds ain't nuttin but a pimp
I lift my door up to get in and out of my ride
I'm an O.G. gangsta smokin O.G. gangsta until I'm out of my mind
Y'all already know my cup ain't empty
And y'all already know what's in it
Sleep at the intersection again I need to quit it
So what I spend 30 thousand on clothes
But guaranteed I would never spend 30 thousand on hoes
Cause I'm not a trick
Look just cause I let you eat my dick don't mean you my bitch
Look I know you wouldn't be fuckin with me if I wasn't rich
Yeah I take your lil 40 thousand a year and drink it like wine
There is no other nigga with a swagger like mine
The king of the ghetto that's my motherfuckin name
I'm so gangsta but I'm so fly
Ain't nobody here except me and the sky, whoa
Them diamonds got ya like
Them big bodies on chrome got ya like
And them big brick homes got ya like
Everytime they see us they be like
Them diamonds got ya like
Them big bodies on chrome got ya like
And them big brick homes got ya like
Everytime they see us they be like



Writer(s): Robert Ross, Anthony Best, Harve Pierre Copyright: Universal Music - Mgb Songs, Still Digging Music, Justin Combs Publishing Company Inc., Diamond Rob Music, Emi April Music Inc., Harve Pierre Music



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