[Intro]
Travis & Jason music, *giggle*

[Verse 1: Jason Eric (OG CHE$$) & Travis Scott]
Gettin' high that a bitch on my special plane, switch it up (Diamonds)
In the light, doing my thing
Blow me
Light it up, spark a tree
No diss, keep it hood in my LRG (Travis & Jason music, *giggle* , *record scratching*)
Gettin' high that a bitch on my special plane, switch it up
In the light, doing my thing
Blow me
Light it up, spark a tree
No diss, keep it hood in my LRG (Uh, yeah)
Still ballin' in the mix, on some chicks
Yeah they jumpin', all ninety-six
Remember All-Star weekend?
Them little Puerto Rican?
Yeah, I was freakin', all freakin' weekend

[Refrain: Jason Eric (OG CHE$$) & Travis Scott]
Jam, jam, jam, jam (Di-, di-, *record scratches*)
Jam, jam, jam, jam (Di-, di-, di-, di-, *record scratches*)
Jam, jam, jam, jam (Di-, di-, di-, di-, *record scratches*)
Jam, jam, jam (Di-, di-, *record scratches*)
Diamond-
Jam, jam, jam, jam (Di-, di-, *record scratches*)
Jam, jam, jam (Di-, di-, di-, di-, *record scratches*)
Jam-, jam, jam, jam (Di-, di-, *record scratches*)
Jam, jam, jam (*Record scratches*)
Jam, jam, jam (*Record scratches*)
Diamond-
[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
Hit the corner store for a bungalowed, or double up
Just got a page from a MILF who wanna double up
Ring up Che$$, the phone trippin' so I hung it up
But I ain't trippin' I got five more jumping, so
Hopped in my dirt bike, 'till it break white
Eating pegs on the mongoose I got in third grade
Bumble bee raincoat, make it rain honey
Cause them shots I made, I made those in them J's so- (*record scratches*)
Shots I made, I made those in them J's- (*record scratches*)
Shots I made, I made those in them J's so (Diamonds)
[Refrain: Jason Eric (OG CHE$$)]
Jam, jam, jam, jam
Jam, jam, jam, jam
Jam, jam, jam, jam
Jam, jam, jam, jam
Jam, jam, jam, jam
Jam, jam, jam
Jam, jam, jam, jam
Jam, jam, jam
Jam, jam, jam

[Verse 3: Jason Eric (OG CHE$$)]
Classmates in this bitch
Miami grippin' the game, ducking the vice
Tried to plan something on me, like I'm stuck in a vice
I mean, step in the place, why you buckin' the ace?
I come first, get the hell out the way
And get bent over
Dope kicks, dope bitch flip her pants over
Hands out, no sir, flip your hand over
That ass fat enough to pop a band over
You think I'm playing? Press play on the camcorder

[Refrain: Jason Eric (OG CHE$$)]
Jam, jam, jam, jam
Jam, jam, jam, jam
Jam, jam, jam, jam
Jam, jam, jam, jam
Jam, jam, jam, jam
Jam, jam, jam
Jam, jam, jam, jam
Jam, jam, jam
Jam, jam, jam
[Outro]
*Record scratching*
Travis & Jason music, *giggle*