Playboyz investing in me
As if, as if I were the cure for baldness (I am, ah)
Money spins, my pocket is a propeller
I set trends, I'm not even at my peak
He rhymes so much, I've never seen this
My young blogger girl uses VSCO
My enemies are Vasco, they are vice
I'm top five, Derek said so

My diamond is ignorant
At the party with some shiny ones
I think I'm going to launch a Maybach
I'm without a license, fuck the DMV (ah)
Throw a calm-down lion in my blunt
If you mess with the gang it will be (Fah, fah)
When my crew passes, she drools
She shakes her butt when it drops

Diamonds on me, VVS bling
Nobody understands me, I feel like Oruam
In my dressing room there are five more bitches
This bitch wants to pop a champagne
I feel ahead by five hundred years
I want a house for all my bros
Time is money, you're dawdling
How much I earn I don't go around saying

Ah, I know without tune he doesn't rhyme at all
Nerds with a dumb face, I'm shitting, ahn
I raise the level of this shit, I'm saying
Bitch, bitch with a big ass in bed
No, no, don't touch the baby
You're going to fuck up, I'll take your sneakers
So, so roll the joint, I'm in B
It's just that if I don't smoke, I can't eat

Diamonds on me, VVS bling
Everyone copies me, I feel like Leviano
In the dressing room I'm with two bitches
Next to me my Glock is resting (fiu)
Next to me my Glock is resting
I never walk alone, I'm always with the gang (yo)
From this corner I'm always smoking (fu)
Corridor gave a career to these guys
This shit took us out of the slum
That's why playboyz are getting annoyed
When we arrive with the robes, with the clothes (Dior)
Spending more than they are spending
Spend-Spending more than they imagined
For my mom I want a new house
For my garage I want a new boat
Lamborghini that takes up two spaces

Caio-Caio Luccas, Corridor and Vet'
They say it's the new generation of trap
In a Urus I'm parking, with two bitches giving head
Nego, it's the strongest that survives, that's the law of the jungle
No use that envious look, because the shine of the chain blinds you (vetin')

Diamonds on me, VVS bling
Nobody understands me, I feel like Oruam
In my dressing room there are five more bitches
This bitch wants to pop a champagne
I feel ahead by five hundred years
I want a house for all my bros
Time is money, you're dawdling
How much I earn I don't go around saying

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