RealYungPhil, Phonzo, Moh Baretta, Lord Nobel - Diamonds lyrics
[RealYungPhil, Phonzo, Moh Baretta, Lord Nobel - Diamonds lyrics]
EVILGIANE surfGang Bitch
What, fuck shit, what, what
Look, what, what
Stop sayin', "Gang" like you part of this
I'm with the niggas I started with
Niggas funny, on some Martin shit
Play with the gang and we parkin' him
I want the bag, we ain't arguin'
What, what i'm in your state but you don't
Know what part I'm in
I put the FA on my Cardigan (Aye)
Yeah, I'm back with the
Gang goin' hard again
I'm slidin' with the gang, too deep
Backyardigans
Every time I do it, gotta put my heart in it
When I gotta put my heart in it
All that fake shit hurt a nigga soul
I lost my dad, I lost hope
Man, this rap shit gon' blow
Run that bag up, that's a goal, bitch
(Aye, yeah)
Run it up, run it up, I get a bag, yeah
Til' the sun come up
I know these bitches wanna fuck on us
If I up a stick, bitch
You know I'm gon' bust
If you spin on them kids
Is you down or what?
I had to take hella L's
Before I could come up
Yeah, you wasn't there
Niggas treat me like they ain't really care
I'm the real Al Pacino on this fuckin' road
Fuck your bitch for four hours
Then I gotta go
Them riches I sent to the cove
Designer bitch, make her touch her Fendi toes
And I swear be dumb, runnin' eighty yards
That bitch wanna ride
I told her "Giddy up"
You already know that the gang
Cannot be fucked with
He smokin' dimes seein' us
Stop sayin', "Gang" like you part of this
I'm with the niggas I started with
Niggas funny, on some Martin shit
Play with the gang and we parkin' him
I want the bag, we ain't arguin'
What, what i'm in your state but you don't
Know what part I'm in
I put the FA on my Cardigan
Stop sayin', "Gang" like you part of this
I'm with the niggas I started with
Niggas funny, on some Martin shit
Play with the gang and we parkin' him
I want the bag, we ain't arguin'
What, what i'm in your state but you don't
Know what part I'm in
I put the FA on my Cardigan
What, fuck shit, what, what
Look, what, what
Stop sayin', "Gang" like you part of this
I'm with the niggas I started with
Niggas funny, on some Martin shit
Play with the gang and we parkin' him
I want the bag, we ain't arguin'
What, what i'm in your state but you don't
Know what part I'm in
I put the FA on my Cardigan (Aye)
Yeah, I'm back with the
Gang goin' hard again
I'm slidin' with the gang, too deep
Backyardigans
Every time I do it, gotta put my heart in it
When I gotta put my heart in it
All that fake shit hurt a nigga soul
I lost my dad, I lost hope
Man, this rap shit gon' blow
Run that bag up, that's a goal, bitch
(Aye, yeah)
Run it up, run it up, I get a bag, yeah
Til' the sun come up
I know these bitches wanna fuck on us
If I up a stick, bitch
You know I'm gon' bust
If you spin on them kids
Is you down or what?
I had to take hella L's
Before I could come up
Yeah, you wasn't there
Niggas treat me like they ain't really care
I'm the real Al Pacino on this fuckin' road
Fuck your bitch for four hours
Then I gotta go
Them riches I sent to the cove
Designer bitch, make her touch her Fendi toes
And I swear be dumb, runnin' eighty yards
That bitch wanna ride
I told her "Giddy up"
You already know that the gang
Cannot be fucked with
He smokin' dimes seein' us
Stop sayin', "Gang" like you part of this
I'm with the niggas I started with
Niggas funny, on some Martin shit
Play with the gang and we parkin' him
I want the bag, we ain't arguin'
What, what i'm in your state but you don't
Know what part I'm in
I put the FA on my Cardigan
Stop sayin', "Gang" like you part of this
I'm with the niggas I started with
Niggas funny, on some Martin shit
Play with the gang and we parkin' him
I want the bag, we ain't arguin'
What, what i'm in your state but you don't
Know what part I'm in
I put the FA on my Cardigan