[Intro]
All type of diamonds, all type of lights (Nash effect)
All type of bitches, all type of vibes (I'm working on dying)
All type of—, all type of—
God to a kid, cat to a mice

[Chorus]
All type of diamonds, all type of lights (Ack)
I got all type of bitches, all type of vibes (Yeah, vibey)
We got all types of sticks, we don’t do no fights (Yeah)
We a God to a kid, cat to a mice (Yeah, Allah)
I got honeybuns, baby, tell me what you like (What you like)
I just poured up a deuce, but it's not a Sprite (Not a sprite)
I already told you the truth, tell me, how I lie? (How?)
Don't make mе hold it from you, I won’t tell it twice (Yeah)

[Verse]
Walkеd inside the building, bitch, I'm flexing, I got big diamonds
Bad bitches pulling up on me, they suck my big privates
I just walked inside this fucking building, now I want big bodies
All my money got so fucking big, they want me dead, probably
Fashion week, I was rocking diamonds, I don't rock no BAPE
Bad bitch, saying that she love me when I fuck her face
Barely, I could see, bitch, I bought a crib in space
If you ask me, I'ma tell you nothing, that's the way I am
Different color diamonds, watch them hit, I'm Murakami, man
I just boot up on this fucking bean, she lick my privates, man
Richer than a bitch so just tell me, why'd I lie to them?
I just be living day by day, got no accomplishments
I see all this cabbage coming in, I bet you tally it (Bad taste)
I got all this money coming in, I'm ’bout to bury it (’Bout to bury)
When the fame come, yeah, shit can get scarier
Bitch, I'm already up, you in the past, kiss my derriere
[Chorus]
All type of diamonds, all type of lights (Ack)
I got all type of bitches, all type of vibes (Yeah, vibey)
We got all types of sticks, we don’t do no fights (Yeah)
We a God to a kid, cat to a mice (Yeah, Allah)
I got honeybuns, baby, tell me, what you like (What you like)
I just poured up a deuce, but it's not a Sprite (Not a sprite)
I already told you the truth, tell me, how I lie? (How?)
Don't make me hold it from you, I won't tell it twice (Yeah)

[Instrumental Break]

[Chorus]
All type of diamonds, all type of lights (Ack)
I got all type of bitches, all type of vibes (Yeah, vibey)
We got all types of sticks, we don’t do no fights (Yeah)
We a God to a kid, cat to a mice (Yeah, Allah)
I got honeybuns, baby, tell me, what you like (What you like)
I just poured up a deuce, but it's not a Sprite (Not a sprite)
I already told you the truth, tell me, how I lie? (How?)
Don't make me hold it from you, I won't tell it twice (Yeah)