Sit n***a
Trapaholics, real trap shit
KG raw dog, let's get it
Gang gang! Gang gang gang pussy boy!
Yeah, aye, jewelry, yee, yee
Fuck all day, esskeetit
Gang, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye

Jewelry, jewelry, jewelry, jewelry, jewelry, jewelry
Jewelry, jewelry, jewelry, jewelry, jewelry, jewelry
Look at my jeans and they Truey
Look at my belt and it’s Louis
Look at my shoes and it's Gucci
Look at my neck and it's jewelry (nothin’ but jewelry n***a)
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Gang gang gang gang gang

I'm drippin' jewelry just look at my jewelry
These rappers is actin', ain't talkin' about movies
These n***as is feds but they lookin' off duty
If n***as want problems I pull out my Uzi
My heat leave him wet call my gun a jaccuzi
Back then I had no bitches now I got groupies
I pop a Xan fuck off a pill like a Roofy (Bill Cosby n***a)
Bottles so wok got the white bitches goofy
N***as want problems but they never shoot me
Got on my jewelry a drip-drops
[?] my wrist, wash
Gun in my hands and I'm shootin’ your mans and I’m makin' them bands while I Crip Walk
[?] on my heat like I’m Chris Bosh

Jewelry, jewelry, jewelry, jewelry, jewelry, jewelry
Jewelry, jewelry, jewelry, jewelry, jewelry, jewelry
Look at my jeans and they Truey
Look at my belt and it's Louis
Look at my shoes and it's Gucci
Look at my neck and it's jewelry (nothin’ but jewelry n***a)

These hoes always say "Smokey fuck me please"
I made a song about jewelry so shout-out my diamond rings
Aye, aye
Jewelry, jewelry, jewelry, jewelry, jewelry, jewelry, jewelry, jewelry