Autumn! - Cocaine Diamonds! lyrics
Autumn! [Benjamin Clarence Phillips Jr.] Lafayette, Louisiana/Houston, Texas, U.S 🇺🇸
[Autumn! - Cocaine Diamonds! lyrics]
Cocaine, white diamonds, on a black chain, bitch
Porsche 911 GT3, when I lane switch
Fucking disappear, reappear, David Blaine shit
He, ain't on shit, I'll fuck you better than him
And I'll treat you better than him
My diamonds colder than his
My money longer than his
It don't get better than this
You can't get wetter than this
Imma tell you right now, ain't no better than this
Tired of the hoe, Imma pass her to Tel, 'cause I know he gon' pipe her down
Now she's screaming out "That's your hoe, why you ain't iced her out?"
Smashing the gas she like "Take it slow", I'm in that Viper now
I love when it rains cause it feel like I'm floating, turn on the wipers now
I'm sick of hoe shit, broke shit, seem like a nigga just got Corona
We get the racks in, bags in, then we gon' ship it to Arizona
I'm getting cash bitch, nasty, she let me do anything I wanna
My bitch nasty, nasty, she let me do anything I wanna
I miss the old days, visit, me and Dre right there up on the corner
I'm on the eway, freeway, filling my lungs up with Marijuana
When I'm in public, I just go by DJ, all this fame shit, lame shit
Sometimes I wanna go back to the old me
But I'm still on the same shit, I wouldn't change shit
Living with Kenz and KG I'm missing it
I had to make it out
I love being home, just felt like it was something missing
Tired of the same hoes, lame hoes, really just needa see something different
I'm in the H hoe, two hoes, giving me brain and that's something different
I got a main hoe, side bitch, new one I met she just suck it different
I need a real ride or die bitch, I need somebody to show me different
It seem like I'm stuck and I can't find my way out
The only outcome that matters is, "It come with a payout?"
And we still in that raindrop, Bentley Mulsanne, I'm insane bitch
Cocaine, white diamonds, on a black chain, bitch
Porsche 911 GT3, when I lane switch
Fucking disappear, reappear, David Blaine shit
He, ain't on shit, I'll fuck you better than him
And I'll treat you better than him
My diamonds colder than his
My money longer than his
It don't get better than this
You can't get wetter than this
Imma tell you right now, ain't no better than this
Tired of the hoe, Imma pass her to Tel, 'cause I know he gon' pipe her down
Now she's screaming out, "That's your hoe, why you ain't iced her out?"
Smashing the gas she like, "Take it slow", I'm in that Viper now
I love when it rains cause it feel like I'm floating, turn on the wipers now