[Intro]
(Zone 6 n***a, Pyrex Whippa, Pyrex)

[Chorus: Yung Mal]
So many motherfuckin' diamonds on top of my wrist (Yeah, yeah)
Everywhere I go, they wan' take a pic (Take a pic)
They eat up the drip, so I custom my 'fit (Eat the drip)
Still in the field, I'm equipped with them sticks (Hah)
Pussy ass n***as ain't rockin' like this (Pussy)
Couple racks get him hit, really ain't have to pay shit
Had to stay down, I ain't have patience (Stay down)
She try to trap me, I use latex (Bitch)
Still ride through my hood, I be ducked behind tints (Yeah)
Iceburg got the shit hot like some grits (Ice)
Bitch already know how I'm rockin', she hit (Yeah)
So many racks, that shit stacked like a book (Racks, yeah)
Straight in her mouth, she suck dick like a nook (Bitch)
I'm runnin' this shit right now like I'm Trump (Yeah)
Four by four when I pull up in truck (Pull up)
Lil' n***a ain't gettin' to the money, just shut up (Shh)

[Verse 1: Yung Mal]
When I walk in the bank, make them ring the alarm (Yeah)
I got a Rolex on both of my arms (Yeah)
Zone 6 n***a, the cream of the corn (Zone)
.223, make it blow like a horn
So many cars, need a twelve-car garage
These n***as pussy, they fake and façade (Hah)
Beat the trap down, bitch, I need an award
Put racks on top of your head, a reward (Racks)
Bitch, I run shit 'round here like the warden (Uh-huh)
Ball like Jordan (I ball)
Fuck her, she tryna record it (Nasty)
Killin' the game like abortion (Killed it)
Ferrari, it came with the horses
I get a check like Nike endorsement
My wrist like Rikers, it's water (Rikers Island)
[Chorus: Yung Mal & Lil Keed]
So many motherfuckin' diamonds on top of my wrist (Yeah, yeah)
Everywhere I go, they wan' take a pic (Take a pic)
They eat up the drip, so I custom my 'fit (Eat the drip)
Still in the field, I'm equipped with them sticks (Hah)
Pussy ass n***as ain't rockin' like this (Pussy)
Couple racks get him hit, really ain't have to pay shit
Had to stay down, I ain't have patience (Stay down)
She try to trap me, I use latex (Bitch)
Still ride through my hood, I be ducked behind tints (Yeah)
Iceburg got the shit hot like some grits (Ice)
Bitch already know how I'm rockin', she hit (Yeah)
So many racks, that shit stacked like a book (Racks, yeah)
Straight in her mouth, she suck dick like a nook (Bitch)
I'm runnin' this shit right now like I'm Trump (Yeah)
Four by four when I pull up in truck (Yeah, pull up)
Lil' n***a ain't gettin' to the money, just shut up (Keed, talk to 'em, shh)

[Verse 2: Lil Keed]
Yeah, if the ho that you fuckin' ain't gettin' to no money, please tell that ho shut up (Shut up, bitch)
No, I don't fuck with none of the young hoes, these bitches be set-ups (Ugh)
Shit, I just got a paint job, n***a, just watch where you step (Shh)
Yeah, these bitches I got, they gold-diggers, they just wanna fuck (Let's go)
In the Hellcat and it's low-key, but fuck that shit, I'm switching out lane
And pull up with this buck-buckshot, shit, curb full of brains
Yeah, boy, I'm in LA, yeah, I'm smokin' the best, I'm smokin' on dank (Wow, LA)
Shots at his brain, we knock off his head, give a fuck what you think
[Chorus: Yung Mal, Lil Keed & Lil Gotit]
So many motherfuckin' diamonds on top of my wrist (Yeah, yeah)
Everywhere I go, they wan' take a pic (Yeah, Slimeball, take a pic)
They eat up the drip, so I custom my 'fit (Eat the drip)
Still in the field, I'm equipped with them sticks (Hah)
Pussy ass n***as ain't rockin' like this (Pussy)
Couple racks get him hit, really ain't have to pay shit
Had to stay down, I ain't have patience (Stay down)
She try to trap me, I use latex (Bitch)
Still ride through my hood, I be ducked behind tints (Yeah)
Iceburg got the shit hot like some grits (Ice)
Bitch already know how I'm rockin', she hit (Yeah)
So many racks, that shit stacked like a book (Racks, yeah)
Straight in her mouth, she suck dick like a nook (Bitch)
I'm runnin' this shit right now like I'm Trump (Yeah)
Four by four when I pull up in truck (Pull up)
Lil' n***a ain't gettin' to the money, just shut up (Lil Gotit, shh)

[Verse 3: Lil Gotit]
And bet up (Yeah)
Me and your n***a, yeah, we not the same (Nah)
I'm bustin' down bezels (Rollies)
Big body Range, it switch out them lanes (Skrrt)
I'm holdin' it together ('Gether)
N***as ain't real as they motherfuckin' claim (Why?)
I just tell them shut up (Yeah)
I got two Glocks and them bitches gon' bang (Frrt)
I bust 'em together
They hot as a devil
Boy, you a flexer
These n***as be actin' like bitches, they broke (Huh?)
They waitin' on a settle
Higher than a plane, I don't need propellers
Rocks in my chain, my diamonds, they yellow
Yeah, we was broke, but you watched it get better
Checks in the mail and it came in a letter (Hood Baby)
[Chorus: Yung Mal]
So many motherfuckin' diamonds on top of my wrist (Yeah, yeah)
Everywhere I go, they wan' take a pic (Take a pic)
They eat up the drip, so I custom my 'fit (Eat the drip)
Still in the field, I'm equipped with them sticks (Hah)
Pussy ass n***as ain't rockin' like this (Pussy)
Couple racks get him hit, really ain't have to pay shit
Had to stay down, I ain't have patience (Stay down)
She try to trap me, I use latex (Bitch)
Still ride through my hood, I be ducked behind tints (Yeah)
Iceburg got the shit hot like some grits (Ice)
Bitch already know how I'm rockin', she hit (Yeah)
So many racks, that shit stacked like a book (Racks, yeah)
Straight in her mouth, she suck dick like a nook (Bitch)
I'm runnin' this shit right now like I'm Trump (Yeah)
Four by four when I pull up in truck (Pull up)
Lil' n***a ain't gettin' to the money, just shut up (Shh)