[Verse]
Uh, last night, argued with my girl [?] (Yeah)
About, uh, Rich The Kid was a part of the Migos
Dumb bitch, [?] matter, he rolled with 'em (Yeah)
He behind bars and he gon' stack dough with 'em (Stack dough with 'em)
And when he get out, I'ma pour fours with 'em (Pour)
You know, drive around Atlanta, Bentley 24's in 'em
Me and her start talkin' 'bout some other shit
Then you know, I just start diggin' holes in her
Uh, diamond cold like four winters (Winters)
Shoutout Meek Mill on them Banshee four wheelers
Frostbite on my fingers that's them damn cold chillers (Chillers)
And when I pop out, crowd look like Coachella
Lеt me talk about my diamonds, diamonds cold like Oak Cellars (Woo)
Cold likе [?], cold like [?]
Cold like [?] (Woo), cold like [?] (Woo)
Cold like change, yeah, you know, cold as dimes and nickels
Put the [?] up on my face my grandma said, "You a sicko" (Haha)
But she just be playin' (Playin'), that just be my woadie (Woadie)
Plan to get all this money and count it with my bro (Count it with my bro)
We gon' count it in them lines, you know, count it in a row (In a row)
He said he got too much designer, he must probably do that zoe
Um, no, I don't, um, I got money in a row (Woo)
'Member that line before that zoe (Yeah), I got mo— (You ain't get that), I got money, baby
I got money, but no [?], shoutout him, though (Yeah)
Uh, smokin' on this indoor
Ooh, I mean outdoor (WaIt), yeah, I think it's outdoor (Yeah)
Wait, ooh, like, like, you gotta teach me
Teach me something, just [?] talks, I don't get it (I don't)
But I'm still on my feet (Woo), steppin' on my pivot (Yeah)
Okay, shootin' long nose, Scottie Pippen (Scottie)
But then again, how many times you heard that line? (A billion)
Got them bitches all up on me and waitin' in line (Line)
Got a white bitch that be sniffin' them lines (Lines)
They say, "Lil Uzi, like, you be tweaking them lines"
And, uh, that be love and hate (Hate)
And, I feel like I'm a killer get money, um, like, wait (Woo)
"How much money you got?" Um, like more than, um, Bill Gates (Bill Gates)
Told yo' bitch last night, I swear I'ma make you Heaven Gates
I swear to God, I hope that me and my n***as make to Heaven gates
But nowadays I'm worried 'bout the money all up on our plate
And them diamonds up in my teeth, so it's diamonds up in my face (Face)
And it's diamonds in her face (Woo), 'cause my diamonds all up in her face (Yeah)
And I told that bitch to suck my dick, and it's diamonds up on my waist (She know)
She got a diamond in her tongue (Tongue), and I swear that bitch a diamond
And I told her she fine high material like Raf Simons (Simons)
And I'm talkin' 'bout the clothes, and I got different flows
And I got different hoes (Hoes), and killing all these shows (Yeah), ayy
Yeah, I be sipping fours (Sipping on them fours), yeah, drivin' on them fours (Skrrting on these fours), yeah
All these bitches taking all these photos (Photos)
Ooh, I mean, just to say to say photo
She make it twerk, I told that bitch just to photo murk (Yeah)
Shoutout Trez Lowkey, braids on the top of my head just like ODB
All the bitches say I'm OD, and Y, um, C, um
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