[Chorus]
Livin' life like a dream but I don't get no rest
I just got a new girl but I'm thinkin' who next
Started off in first class, now I'm jumpin' off a jet
I put diamonds all on your bitch (Ayy)
Ayy, I put diamonds all on my wrist
Ayy, I put diamonds all on my wrist
Ayy, I put diamonds all on my wrist
Ayy, I put diamonds all on my wrist
Ayy, I put diamonds all on my wrist
Ayy, I put diamonds all on my wrist
Ayy, I put diamonds all on my wrist
Ayy, I put diamonds all on my wrist
Ayy, I put diamonds all on my wrist
[Verse 1]
Ayy, neck on flood, wrist on flood, fist on flood, got it out the mud
What up, Blood? What up, Cuh', don't want her, she a bug
All my jewels they on flood (Yeah), you want war, then let's tug
Tell me, bitch, what you want? (What you want?), man, it is what it was
I don't fuss, you get buss
Got red bottoms, these ain't Chucks
I want her, I want her, I want sister, I want cuz'
I'm the type nigga that's slimier than a slug
Roll up on you a two, two three, bitch, that's the slug
Bitch, you done, I'm gon' duh
Your face look like a pug
Made an album in a month
I did that shit off the drugs
I got paid for a walk through, but ain't come to the club
Living room cost ten thousand, and that's just for my rug
Livin' life like a dream but I don't get no rest
I just got a new girl but I'm thinkin' who next
Started off in first class, now I'm jumpin' off a jet
I put diamonds all on your bitch (Ayy)
Ayy, I put diamonds all on my wrist
Ayy, I put diamonds all on my wrist
Ayy, I put diamonds all on my wrist
Ayy, I put diamonds all on my wrist
Ayy, I put diamonds all on my wrist
Ayy, I put diamonds all on my wrist
Ayy, I put diamonds all on my wrist
Ayy, I put diamonds all on my wrist
Ayy, I put diamonds all on my wrist
[Verse 1]
Ayy, neck on flood, wrist on flood, fist on flood, got it out the mud
What up, Blood? What up, Cuh', don't want her, she a bug
All my jewels they on flood (Yeah), you want war, then let's tug
Tell me, bitch, what you want? (What you want?), man, it is what it was
I don't fuss, you get buss
Got red bottoms, these ain't Chucks
I want her, I want her, I want sister, I want cuz'
I'm the type nigga that's slimier than a slug
Roll up on you a two, two three, bitch, that's the slug
Bitch, you done, I'm gon' duh
Your face look like a pug
Made an album in a month
I did that shit off the drugs
I got paid for a walk through, but ain't come to the club
Living room cost ten thousand, and that's just for my rug
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