Testo Diamonds - Ken Carson
Testo della canzone Diamonds (Ken Carson), tratta dall'album More Chaos
Oh, you like how I swag? You like-, you like-
You like how I do that shit, huh?
Huh, I can tell, yeah, I can tell, uh, uh, I can tell
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
Too high, I'm in the clouds
I been rollin' all day, I smoke too much loud
Ain't even got time for family, but I know they proud
I ain't got even time for my lil' bitch, I'm rockin' out the crowd
If they don't catch me red-handed, I'm takin' it to trial
Tried out the spot that abandoned, bitch, we need every dollar
I been smokin' my problems, I been pill-poppin' my feels
I'm still fightin' my demons, wake me up, I'm dreamin'
She want me, she fiendin', and I can tell
I think I like her, I remember how she smell
If she don't reciprocate the energy, oh well
Ain't trippin' 'bout these hoes, bitch, you can stay over there
I got diamonds on my ear
I got diamonds on my neck, I got diamonds on my rings
I put diamonds on her, now she think she a part of the team
I just poured in my soda, I'm sippin' on lean
I'm addicted to codeine, I'm addicted to these drugs
She just wanna fuck a young rich nigga, she don't know that I'm fucked up
Yeah, yeah, she don't give no fucks
Yeah, yeah, she don't give no fucks
I ain't took my meds in yearsㅤ
I been thinkin' 'bout a whole lot, that's how I made these M's
She a Grim Reaper, eat your soul out
Walk in this bitch with my pole outㅤ
Walk in that bitch with a whole lot
Cash, I got a whole lot of
Bags, I got a whole lot of
Fuckin' your ho, she your problem
Leanin', I need me a kickstand
All black, all Rick man
Huh, huh, huh
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
(More chaos!) Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
Huh-huh
I just copped a AP, gon' catch me with Franck Muller
When I was in school, they caught me fuckin' on my tutor
When I was in school, I was skippin' class, Ferris Bueller
Yo' bitch might let me fuck 'cause I got more cash and I'm cooler
You niggas ain't get no money
Spent yo' bag on her ass, I go ku' with them hunnids
These niggas ain't gettin' no pass
These niggas gotta paste them hunnids
Slow up, G-Lock, ski mask
When I'm outside, it's a hunnid
When I'm outside, it's a hunnid
When I'm outside, it's a hunnid
When I'm outside, it's a hunnid
When I'm outside, it's a hunnid
When I'm outside-
When I'm outside, it's a hunnid
When I'm outside-
When I'm outside, it's a hunnid, hunnid
Fully Tommy gun, shootin' at the crowd
Everybody run, everybody get down
Smokin' that shit, I can't hear you, know we smoke that loud
I got diamonds all over my body, from my ears to the ground
I'm the diamond man, I got diamond pants
Alex Moss, Robin Chain, cost like 40 grand
X chain came from Wafi, cost like 160
That 200K just to play, and I ain't done with it
Diamonds in my teeth, come watch when the sun hit
Tennis chains on, hit like Selena in Venus
VVs on my ho so cold, she say she anemic
Shop in New York, SoHo, we don't shop at Neiman's
Pop, show me your bankroll, these niggas ain't get no money
That shit you posted on the 'Gram, I spend that shit for fun
I crack that shit, a 100K a week, and I'm not done
She was with me the first time she seen a Honeybun
Told her, "Hell nah, hunnid thousand," huh, not a ten
I turn up my partners and turned up my bitch, we all in
I pay everything in cash, huh, huh, it's all there
Bitch like to stay high like my swag, huh, huh, it's all rare
Catch your partner, turn you to a pallbearer
G-Lock .44 bullet, I'm standin' my ground
I still live in Atlanta, ain't move out of town
Catch a out-of-town nigga down bad, he was out of bounds
Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Williams, Oliver Brown, Bart Van Hoewijk, Mees T M Van Der Bruggen, Stefan Lucian Cismigiu, Kenyatta Lee Frazier Jr.
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