[Intro: Diamond Street Keem & Skylar Blatt]
(Oh)
(Oh, woah)
(Oh-oh)
(Swaggyono, what up, bro?)
(HitKidd, what it do, mane?)
(Oh)
Aw, shit, let's go, shit
Yeah, let's go (Oh)
Oh

[Verse 1: Diamond Street Keem]
Uh, hop out the Benz truck (Oh)
And you better not move, it's a stickup (Oh, oh)
Slide on the opps, you know we never give up (Brrt)
She wanna fuck me 'cause she know I'm lit up (Yeah, yeah)
Now that I'm rich, she wanna suck on a rich dick (Rich dick, ho)
Plain Jane but I put some ice in it (Oh)
Stackin' money, when I get bored, I spend it (Oh)
Treat the work just like gymnastics, I flip it (Brrt)

[Chorus: Diamond Street Keem]
I don't know how to feel, uh
Lost so many loved ones, for this pain, I'm taking pills, uh
Sometimes I question, is God really real?
It's no other way around death, so I gotta keep my steel, oh
[Verse 2: Diamond Street Keem & Skylar Blatt]
I bought a Glock, put a stick in that (Stick in that)
Up the blicky, let it talk, ain't no chitter-chat (Brrt)
Put some dick up in your ho, then I give her back (Oh)
She attached, she comin' back like she runnin' laps (Oh, oh)
Back then, that lil' bitch ain't wan' give me sex (Yeah)
Now she tellin' me that my music get her wet (Oh, oh)
Pussy like a Fiji, I call her VVS
Diamonds jumpin' out the face when I dive in there (Let's go)

[Verse 3: Skylar Blatt]
Fuck all that talkin', let's get it
Bitch, it's the chaser, we done with the wishin'
Drop top on the road to the riches
Back door with the pole and extension (Oh, wow)
Most of you n***as some snitches
Rollie on, what's the ticket?
I put the chain on, put the gang on
Make it rain on these bitches

[Chorus: Diamond Street Keem & Skylar Blatt]
I don't know how to feel, uh (Let's go)
Lost so many loved ones, for this pain, I'm taking pills, uh
Sometimes I question, is God really real?
It's no other way around death, so I gotta keep my steel (Let's go)
[Verse 4: Skylar Blatt & Diamond Street Keem]
I'm really destined to get it
Cop cars when I come to the city (Skrrt)
Top stars, I'm with all of my kittens
Narcs called, they had all of the killings
We makin' better decisions
Blame it all on the trenches
Had to remain one, then I came one
I'm the same with all these digits
Oh, oh, real talk, we the GOATs
Free the slime, free the bro (Let's go)
Oh, n***as said they wanted smoke, then we came with the fire, we burn them like toast
Oh, oh, whole time, that's your ho?
Damn, slime, we ain't know (Oh)
I just want her for the night, after I get my nut off, then she gotta go (Go, go)

[Chorus: Diamond Street Keem & Skylar Blatt]
I don't know how to feel, uh (Let's go)
Lost so many brothers, they was out there on the field (Ooh)
Sometimes I question, is God really real?
Uh, gotta keep it on me, n***as out here tryna kill, ooh, ah (Brrt)

[Outro: Skylar Blatt]
Oh-woah
Oh-woah
Gotta keep it on me, n***as out here tryna kill, ooh, ah