Diamonds in my cup, f*ck a bitch Diamonds in my space ship,
We high in the air
Bitch im gonna take u to my lair
Rockin' all these diamonds on my neck
Rockin' all these diamonds on my chest
What
Yeah
I'm toting that pistol
I'm toting that pistole
We don't play no games
And I'm talkin' episodes
Shoot you in the brain
Shoot you in the brain
Shoot you in the brain
And I'm talkin' episodes
Bitch, she stole my swag
Then she run off with that shit
Said she wish she never met me
Nigga, you a bitch
Pull up with a Glock
We gon' lay your ass to rest
Nigga talkin' sweet on God
We fill em ' up with led
Bitch, I pull up with a Glock
Ballin' like D-Wade
Keep the heat on me
Look, nigga, you know I don't play
I'm ballin', slippin' lean
I be geeked' up yea all day
Nigga talkin' shit on God
You can run my fade
Yea ill let it rain
Yeah, they call me God
Cause I'm makin' bitches faint
I said, what the f*ck
That chopper ain't made out this face
Yeah, she f*ckin' want me
But I don't want that
I don't want that bitch
So I f*ck up out my face
Bitch, you in my way
F*ck, I'm countin' up some cake
Runnin' with that cane
I be sprayin' it all day
Nigga talkin' shit on God
I let it rain
I let it rain
LIL PALSY - Diamonds (feat. C4SHHCOBA1N) Lyrics
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Diamonds in my cup, f*ck a bitch Diamonds in my space ship,
We high in the air
Bitch im gonna take u to my lair
Rockin' all these diamonds on my neck
Rockin' all these diamonds on my chest
What
Yeah
I'm toting that pistol
I'm toting that pistole
We don't play no games
And I'm talkin' episodes
Shoot you in the brain
Shoot you in the brain
Shoot you in the brain
And I'm talkin' episodes
Bitch, she stole my swag
Then she run off with that shit
Said she wish she never met me
Nigga, you a bitch
Pull up with a Glock
We gon' lay your ass to rest
Nigga talkin' sweet on God
We fill em ' up with led
Bitch, I pull up with a Glock
Ballin' like D-Wade
Keep the heat on me
Look, nigga, you know I don't play
I'm ballin', slippin' lean
I be geeked' up yea all day
Nigga talkin' shit on God
You can run my fade
Yea ill let it rain
Yeah, they call me God
Cause I'm makin' bitches faint
I said, what the f*ck
That chopper ain't made out this face
Yeah, she f*ckin' want me
But I don't want that
I don't want that bitch
So I f*ck up out my face
Bitch, you in my way
F*ck, I'm countin' up some cake
Runnin' with that cane
I be sprayin' it all day
Nigga talkin' shit on God
I let it rain
I let it rain
We high in the air
Bitch im gonna take u to my lair
Rockin' all these diamonds on my neck
Rockin' all these diamonds on my chest
What
Yeah
I'm toting that pistol
I'm toting that pistole
We don't play no games
And I'm talkin' episodes
Shoot you in the brain
Shoot you in the brain
Shoot you in the brain
And I'm talkin' episodes
Bitch, she stole my swag
Then she run off with that shit
Said she wish she never met me
Nigga, you a bitch
Pull up with a Glock
We gon' lay your ass to rest
Nigga talkin' sweet on God
We fill em ' up with led
Bitch, I pull up with a Glock
Ballin' like D-Wade
Keep the heat on me
Look, nigga, you know I don't play
I'm ballin', slippin' lean
I be geeked' up yea all day
Nigga talkin' shit on God
You can run my fade
Yea ill let it rain
Yeah, they call me God
Cause I'm makin' bitches faint
I said, what the f*ck
That chopper ain't made out this face
Yeah, she f*ckin' want me
But I don't want that
I don't want that bitch
So I f*ck up out my face
Bitch, you in my way
F*ck, I'm countin' up some cake
Runnin' with that cane
I be sprayin' it all day
Nigga talkin' shit on God
I let it rain
I let it rain
Writer: Alexander Peralta, Jaiden Wright
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