[Chorus] Diamonds look like percs yeah On my shirt yeah Count your money first yeah ‘Fore you get your work yeah I just poured a ounce or two yeah I just poured a ounce or two yeah I just poured a ounce or two yeah (drank) Leaning on an ounce or two yeah This for the homies, they fucked round and locked up my motherfucking homies This for the homies, they fucked round and sprayed down my motherfucking homies I saw the dirty game from the inside I peeped the whole game from the inside I get the bankroll standing outside Been getting money standing outside
[Verse 1] 10 band juug 10 band juug, fuck these niggas talking bout? Hundred damn round on a young nigga Hundred rounds on him and he at the trap spot Get the gang from the inside (Where you at?) Right inside the trap spot You wanna be in gotta do it out (What you doing?) You wanna be in gotta get a pot (Where you at?) I’m from the side where you get shot (For what?) Trying to put something in your damn pocket Fuck these niggas, leave the house you better fucking cock it I be on a Lil Yachty, I be on the broccoli I be on the codeine and the percs probably I be rocking all the J’s cause the bitches watching This an Audemars Piguet, I’mma shoot you bout it (AP) I be waking up and getting to that scratch nigga And we sipping on some lean and some Act nigga I ain’t putting on no act nigga Tryna break that bitch back nigga I been sipping on some ‘Yac nigga This ‘posed to be my last cup ‘Posed to be my last cup This ‘posed to be my last cup
[Chorus] Diamonds look like percs yeah On my shirt yeah Count your money first yeah ‘Fore you get your work yeah I just poured a ounce or two yeah I just poured a ounce or two yeah I just poured a ounce or two yeah (drank) Leaning on an ounce or two yeah This for the homies, they fucked round and locked up my motherfucking homies This for the homies, they fucked round and sprayed down my motherfucking homies I saw the dirty game from the inside I peeped the whole game from the inside I get the bankroll standing outside Been getting money standing outside
[Verse 2] Been getting money ‘round Been getting money ‘round the motherfucking way You got 60-something bands on you (let me get that) Let me see it real quick, I get that shit back today I ain’t tripping on that little shit (fuck that) Still I made it out the hood, shit I rock Cartier wood shit Tell ‘em go on with all that bullshit They wasn’t talking bout that money shit Next saw my phone ringing bout it Baby I can take your ass out I’mma fuck you at the dope house I gotta break you off at the trap spot (bow bow) I gotta juug, you gotta get out (you gotta go) Even though your ass poking out (I love that shit) I got em squeezing on that pole now Still waiting for the G.O.A.T. to get out I saw the game from the inside Peeped the dirty game from the inside Lost a lot of niggas to some homicide
[Chorus] Diamonds look like percs yeah On my shirt yeah Count your money first yeah ‘Fore you get your work yeah I just poured a ounce or two yeah I just poured a ounce or two yeah I just poured a ounce or two yeah (drank) Leaning on an ounce or two yeah This for the homies, they fucked round and locked up my motherfucking homies This for the homies, they fucked round and sprayed down my motherfucking homies I saw the dirty game from the inside I peeped the whole game from the inside I get the bankroll standing outside Been getting money standing outsideTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.