I just let lil' mama suck me up, girl Then she tried to crash the Rolls-Royce out the bullet, girl I jumped out the Porsche and went straight up, girl You can leave your town and head to another world Way to move, I'm tired of hearing you I'm tired of spying on you Tear the paint mines too I made it rain on you When it was hard to maintain too I was playing games with you Like you could never play games too You just gotta tell me what you want Love a ton of diamonds, keep calm All you do is point at what you want Crypto-cut panels and a chump Thirty-five dollars for a dub N***a tried to buy the cash cause Personal abrasive with the walls Thirty-five dollars for a dub You make it worse for me You get it worse for me Ain't the time not for a burden You get it worse for free I make it worse for me Turn to a VIP I make it worse for me If you up, baby, oh no, no That n***a drop it and pop it And break it on my nose I make her shut up and suck it She fuckin' at my shows I make her shut up and suck it She fuckin' at my shows Yeah Drip, drip No shoe string, my sneaker won't trip My jean ain't so tight, they don't fit Still walk around with a stick on my hip VVS diamonds right behind my lip Down while we're laughing, 50 on my wrist Diamonds so cold on my neck, it got me sick Rob Simmons mixed it up with the Rick Flexin' on these Xander's hoops, I made my bed Made it from the soil, made it from the racks Richer than your first, richer than your last L-U-V, you know I got the swag Pop a rubber band, pop another Xan I groove around, party back, man I'm seeing double, looking through my lens Tell me what you want, I just want your friend You just gotta tell me what you want Live a ton, diamond key, come Do what's pointed, what you want Crooked cut, punters and chumps Thirty-five thousand for a dope Nigga tried to buy the cash cost Person milling brands with the walls Thirty-five thousand for a dope You make it twerk for me You get a purse for me Ain't the time not for a burger You get a purse for free I make her worship me Copy and burst me Turn to a VIP I make her worship me No, no, no I make her drop it and bop it and rack it on my door No, no, no I make her shut up and suck it, she fuckin' at my show No, no, no I make her shut up and suck it, she fuckin' at my show No, no, no Diamonds that good, diamonds risky Let's get it, fuck all the skits Left wrist sittin' on a brick Bitch havin' a lot like a peach Bitch parkade for this shit Grab a AK for the wrist Gorilla rappin' bass for the bitch Bitch, we live in state, state on a bitch We never ever play with a bitch Do everything insane on a bitch We know they pick the brains of a bitch I throw the big D's on a bitch I got a few C's on a bitch I'm in another league on a bitch My diamond box key on a bitch What's the move? I'm tired of eyein' you I'm tired of spyin' on you To the paint mines too Make it rain on you It was hard to maintain too I'm playin' games with you Like you can play games too Usually gotta tell me what you want Love a ton of diamonds, keep calm All you do is point at what you want Crypto-cut punters and charms Thirty-five thousand for a dime Nigga try to buy the cash cause Person millin' brands with the walls Thirty-five thousand for a dime You make it twerk for me You get a purse from me Ain't a dime, not for a person You get a purse for free I make her worship me Cop it in bursts for me Turn to a VIP I make her work for me You walkin' back, oh no, no I make her drop it and pop it And break it on my door I make her shut up and suck it She fuckin' at my shows I make her shut up and suck it She fuckin' at my shows