[Intro: Young Thug]
(DY Krazy)
I got diamonds on my toes
Way up on my nose
(Wheezy outta here)
You know how I go, yeah
[Chorus: Jacquees & Young Thug]
I'm fresh as fuck, I told that bitch I should've came in a hearse (Woo)
I put Chanel on her ears and on her neck and her purse (Yeah)
I'm number one, my birthday should've been January the first, woah
Oh (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got diamonds from my toes up to my top
I got pink toes runnin' 'round the house
I thank God I understand the way it go (I understand)
She a damn crew hopper, XO, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
[Bridge: Young Thug]
I got diamonds on my toes, motherfucker
I got diamonds in my nose, yeah (I got diamonds in my nose)
I been rockin' Kenneth Cole, motherfucker (Rockin' Cole)
My bitch is clean as Pine-Sol, motherfucker, yeah (Woo)
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Pop a school bus, bitches tryna screw us (Yeah)
Fuck you old school niggas, ain't no schoolin' us
I let my son whip a Ferrari like it's Toys-R-Us (Rrt)
I rock Hermès, I'm designered up ('Signered up)
Can't get rid of us
I gotta hitters, drug dealers, good bitches (Yeah)
I got bitches goin' brazy, no Ritalin (Yeah)
I get money and that's shady, for real, bruh
You can't say, "Bruh, I done this shit"
(Wheezy outta here) Woo
(DY Krazy)
I got diamonds on my toes
Way up on my nose
(Wheezy outta here)
You know how I go, yeah
[Chorus: Jacquees & Young Thug]
I'm fresh as fuck, I told that bitch I should've came in a hearse (Woo)
I put Chanel on her ears and on her neck and her purse (Yeah)
I'm number one, my birthday should've been January the first, woah
Oh (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got diamonds from my toes up to my top
I got pink toes runnin' 'round the house
I thank God I understand the way it go (I understand)
She a damn crew hopper, XO, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
[Bridge: Young Thug]
I got diamonds on my toes, motherfucker
I got diamonds in my nose, yeah (I got diamonds in my nose)
I been rockin' Kenneth Cole, motherfucker (Rockin' Cole)
My bitch is clean as Pine-Sol, motherfucker, yeah (Woo)
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Pop a school bus, bitches tryna screw us (Yeah)
Fuck you old school niggas, ain't no schoolin' us
I let my son whip a Ferrari like it's Toys-R-Us (Rrt)
I rock Hermès, I'm designered up ('Signered up)
Can't get rid of us
I gotta hitters, drug dealers, good bitches (Yeah)
I got bitches goin' brazy, no Ritalin (Yeah)
I get money and that's shady, for real, bruh
You can't say, "Bruh, I done this shit"
(Wheezy outta here) Woo
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