Lyrics Diamond Stitching - LUCKI

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
I'll make three-hundred thousand on the wake up
I was havin' a bad dream, but it's better now
Make a snake shed his skin, he found a better route
Project bitchin' bougie hoes, them hoes the gang way
Up that money, I bet them hoes gon' play the same way
I was 'posed to get that paper and stay the same way
She say I got mean, but I mean pure
Diamond-stitched leather and that Bentley made it orange (Ayy)
She got that from me, said, "It's Pucci, not Dior" (Ayy)
Tryna speak on lean, this shit life, not a choice (Ayy)
Tryna reach to the shorties, this codeine fuckin' up my voice
My nigga GT said, "Act' used to be free" (Ayy)
Ayy, rockstar shit but the billionaire kind (Heh-heh)
I met both my idols, I'm tryna be richer than them now (Yup, yup, yup)
I just shoved up my boots
These niggas throwin' in the towel (What the fuck?)
He turnt, wanna be like Weezy, niggas livin' like him now
My lil' bitch say rap need me, but I be trickin' so she biased (Huh)
I'm a young nigga, I hate two-doors but that Spectre caught my eye
I'm a slime-ball, I got wings, she ain't never seen one flyer
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
I'll make three-hundred thousand on the wake up
I was havin' a bad dream but it's better now
Make a snake shed his skin, he found a better route
Project bitchin' bougie hoes, them hoes the gang way
Up that money, I bet them hoes gon' play the same way
I was 'posed to get that paper and stay the same way
She say I got mean, but I mean pure
Ayy, she say I got mean, but I mean pure
Diamond-stitched leather and the Bentley made it orange
And I got— but I mean pure
Ayy, ayy
I'll make three-hundred thousand on the wake up
I'll make three-hundred thousand on the wake up
I was havin' a bad dream but it's better now
(That's just so funny)
(I don't know about type shit)