[Intro]
(Saint in this muh'fucka)
Yeah (Woo)
Yeah (Woo)

[Verse]
Ayy, this a rich party, you can't get in it
Hey, I done made more than you in two minutes
Ayy, [?]
I don't say shit, just mindin' my business
Fans don't know [?]
I just ball hard in the store, no hesi'
N***as want me to drop my tape, they ain't ready
I just been goin' to the top, where I'm headed
Said he my slime, gon' ride 'til I'm dead
I'ma geek out my mind, got a headache
Shawty don't waste my time, you'll regret it
I'm just tryna clear my mind, and count this guap with you

[Chorus]
Baby these diamonds flawless
Crossin' back, shawty you could've had all this
Got rich in school, I ain't enroll in no college
Black and white diamonds, my neck sound like Logic
Back on my grind, like I never been off it
I know rap n***as, that still watch me like The Office
Me and gang, came along way from apartments
Now we in the store, shoppin' different departments
Ho tryna pull up and top it
I [?]
Bitches move slimey, like [?]
[?]
All this money, n***as gon' change the topic
These n***as be pocketing, these n***a be broke
N***as can't touch none the money they signed for, you dumbass n***as should've read all the notes
I'm in this bih' blowin' gas (Huh)
I'm in this bih' blowin' dope
No deal, bitch I still got them racks (Go)
I got twenty racks spread on the floor
N***a push up on me, he get whacked (Bop, bop, bop)
Better ask, "What happened to lil' bro?"
I'm boolin' with my bitch, let's get tatted
We be [?], let's pour up a four
Baby these diamonds flawless
Crossin' back, shawty you could've had all this
Got rich in school, I ain't enroll in no college
Black and white diamonds, my neck sound like Logic
Back on my grind, like I never been off it
I know rap n***as, that still watch me like The Office
M-M-Me and gang, came along way from apartments
Now we in the store, shoppin' different departments
Ho tryna pull up and top it
I [?]
Bitches move slimey, like [?]
[?]
All this money, n***as gon' change the topic
These n***as be pocketing, these n***a be broke
N***as can't touch none the money they signed for, you dumbass n***as should've read all the notes
I'm in this bih' blowin' gas (Huh)
I-I-I'm in this bih' blowin' dope
No deal, bitch I still got them racks (Go)
I got twenty racks spread on the floor
N***a push up on me, he get whacked (Bop, bop, bop)
B-B-Better ask, "What happened to lil' bro?"
I'm boolin' with my bitch, let's get tatted
We be [?], let's pour up a four
[Outro]
Huh (Blatt, blatt, blatt)
Pfft (Hold on, bae, what he say?)
Yeah, yeah (Say, baby)