[Intro: Dee Gomes]
Ayyy (Yaaa)
Yaaaa (Yaaa Yaaa)
Ayy, Ayy
(Lord!)

[Chorus: Dee Gomes & Lil TJay]
Diamond you know that my DJ
He keep my records on replay
Don’t care ‘bout what he say or she say
Runnin’ to the bag like a relay
Now I’m in the booth with Lil TJay
Me bro OSF turnin’ the city up
And I know they gonna hate, I don’t give a fuck
I done fumbled a bag, watch me live it up
(Noo)

[Verse 1: Lil TJay]
Gotta get to the bands, they don’t understand
Bout to hit 125k on the gram
I ain't slacking wasting time, always had a plan
Only thing man on my mind is them Benjamins
I gotta prove the haters wrong ‘cause they doubted me
My biggest goal was for mama to be proud of me
Remember grandma used to cook me up some collard greens
Young man made 100 bands out of slaughtery
Gotta get it, gotta go, I be on the road
Doing shows, get the dough, let the money flow
I just blew about 5 in the Gucci store
Bros switch flows
Different cities, fucking different hoes
Move Wok in my circles then you gotta go
Cause y'all don’t got the 40 cal when he finna blow
Y'all niggas up next better deal with it
Don’t play the field no more but I’m still wit’ it
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