(Ayy, azure, you did your big one, man)
[skaiwater & diamond]
She roll my zoot for me quick, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, she said her ex was smokin' boof, yeah, yeah, yeah
Woke up ten to five, on the move, yeah, yeah, yeah (All di gyaldem)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, if you push up, come alone, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I'm L.A. pimpin' on Figueroa, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, she wanna give it up, designer clothes, oh yeah, yeah
I hit you and your friend, tryna fuck you both (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow)
[diamond]
(Lord )
In that 720S, I be switchin' lanes (Baow)
Fuck a bad bitch from the back, like the feel of pain (Like the feel of pain)
I be stylin', mix Cavalli with the Helmut Lang (Woo)
If that pussy disrespect, we gon' blow his brain (Baow)
Every time she on her period, she give me brain (Yeah)
How you rich, your partners broke? That's a fuckin' shame (Woah)
If that bitch don't let me fuck, I could never claim her (Lord )
Niggas thinkin' that I'm pussy just 'cause I can sing (I can sing)
All of my guns are instruments, I let that choppa sing (Bling, bling, bling)
My bitch bringin' her friends, I need 'em both (I need 'em both)
VVS's and karats down her throat, uh (Uh-huh, woah)
I'm really pimpin', got hoes on every coast (Uh-huh)
My diamonds drippin', they wet, I need a coaster (Need a coaster)
I got your bitch in the crowd holdin' my poster (Damn)
I just broke the bitch heart, she need some closure (Let's go)
Big ass gun on my hip, don't need no holster (Bling, blow)
[skaiwater]
Yeah, I miss your pussy when I'm on the road (Pussy, let's go)
This a 5.56, I thought I told you (Though I told you)
This some young Jesus shit, ain't got no ho (Okay)
I copped an Uber, hit me when you close (When you close)
These niggas switchin' on me, bae, this shit get cold (Shit get cold)
These bitches snitchin' on me, 'til your shit get old (Let's go)
These bitches snitchin' on me, 'til (Okay)
(Let's go, brr, let's go)
[skaiwater & diamond]
She roll my zoot for me quick, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, she said her ex was smokin' boof, yeah, yeah, yeah (Ooh)
Woke up ten to five on the move, yeah, yeah, yeah (Ooh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, if you push up, come alone, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I'm L.A. pimpin' on Figueroa, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, she wanna give it up, designer clothes, oh yeah, yeah
I hit you and your friend, tryna fuck you both (Baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, let's go)
[skaiwater & diamond]
Fah, fah, fah, fah, fah, fah (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
(All di gyaldem)
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