[Intro]
(Hi, Crookid)

[Chorus: Ted Park]
Diamonds dancing like Jay Park
No pretty boy, but I break hearts
My shooters don't miss, they don't play darts
My bros with the shits, they gon' take part
Big body whip, they be riding for me
I won't let my brother die in the streets
I'm the one that these bitches be dying to me
I hit it once, then she iron the sheets, she grinding her teeth
He might have drip, but me and that boy, we not the same
I heard that boy was a lame
I'm on my path, they be riding and switching in lanes
Too many switching for fame
She thicky-thick, watch her switch when she walk in that denim
I forgot if it's Gucci or Wang
Gripping a spark, hope you come with that flame
I don't feel shit and we smile through the pain

[Verse 1: Ted Park]
I heard them boys tryna ball, but they're spraining their shit
I told coach put me in the game
I'm tryna win like I'm Mike, go and get me a chip
Get the guap without hitting a stain
Chips with the guac, lately been eating a lot
Back then, had no cash for buffet
My teacher said I'd work for minimum wage
I make more than that bitch when I jump on a stage
Pack of the runts, bro ship the packs every month
Pray it touch down in the state
She smoking the wood, she want the bat not a bunt
Touching base I make a triple play
Make sure we all good, I ain't never gonna leave my mans
Take an L, bounce back, never leave no plans
Been through hell, looking back when I had no bands
Now look, I'm the man