[Intro]
(Plenty options, huh, plenty of thots)
(Cover my body in Cha-nae-nae, in the world, you still wouldn't see me)
(Whole lotta options, whole lotta thots)
(Haah)

[Chorus]
I said all my diamonds dancing (Woo-woo) (No way)
Had your bitch come pull up, bitch she pantsed me (Ooh, ah)
They say I got rich, I got fancy (Yeah, yeah)
Watch em take a Perc', then she was fainting
No, I wasn't talking 'bout the Burberry Bianca, bitch, make up your mind (Yeah, yeah)
I got plenty of options, (Yeah), plenty of thots
I'm in the head (Yeah), I'm in her twat (Yeah)
I bought the baguettes, whole lotta rocks (Aah)
All your money so thin, you don't got racks, no (No) (Yeah, no way)
Why the hell you been cappin' 'bout doing drugs? (Yeah)
How you gon' try to play me like a pawn? Bitch, you a scrub (Ack, ack)
Yeah, I be high as god, bitch I'm flying with the doves (Ooh-waah) (Aah, woo)

[Verse]
I went and doubled up, I went and ran it up
LV duffel, the bag from Virgil (Brrt')
I got the new season drip (Yeah-yeah), yeah [?], hoe
I hit Cha-nae-nae [?] (Cha-nae-nae), I'm givin' you time to dip
No, broke boy (Broke boy, broke boy), you not rich, your music kinda fake (Fake)
You couldn't walk a mile in my shoe even if it fit, ah (Woo)
What you said? Oxycodone for breakfast
I took the Z65 to the chop shop (Woo-ah, ah), got wop-top in the drop-top flexing, yeah
I ain't even fucking no lame, I ain't taking no ecstasy-ah (Woo, ah)
[Bridge]
Yeah, hopped out the jet, off the plane, you understand what I'm saying now? (Woo-ah) (No way)
I really came in the game, cause it needed me (Woo-woo, woo) (No way, no way)
I rock Cha-nae-nae, but they still ain't seeing me (Woo-ah) (No way, ah)
Canary yellow diamonds, bitch I’ve been peein' in 'em (No way)

[Chorus]
I said all my diamonds dancing (Woo-woo) (No way)
Had your bitch come pull up, bitch she pantsed me (Ooh, ah)
They say I got rich, I got fancy (Yeah, yeah)
Watch em take a Perc', then she was fainting
No, I wasn't talking 'bout the Burberry Bianca, bitch, make up your mind (Yeah, yeah)
I got plenty of options, (Yeah), plenty of thots
I'm in the head (Yeah), I'm in her twat (Yeah)
I bought the baguettes, whole lotta rocks (Aah)
All your money so thin, you don't got racks, no (No) (Yeah, no way)
Why the hell you been cappin' 'bout doing drugs? (Yeah)
How you gon' try to play me like a pawn? Bitch, you a scrub (Ack, ack)
Yeah, I be high as god, bitch I'm flying with the doves (Ooh-waah) (Aah, woo)