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Diamonds (feat. French Montana)

I swear my diamonds are so blinding please don't look at my wrist

In one wink of an eye, I bet I could take your bitch

That boy jewellery looking bleary like who sold him that shit

They say I ain't getting money well who told them that shit

OK your bitch she like my diamonds and the cars that I ride

Or she might just like my style or its the squad that behind me

I don't know but she gon' go because my pockets on swole

I just walk up in the mall then I buy the whole storeI know my diamonds looking blinding please don't look at my wrist

My young niggas shoot your face if you think about taking my shit

10k for my ears 20k for my wrist

You ain't fucking me for free bitch 20k for my dick

Catch you slipping Scottie Pippen one phone call and you hit

I just get these bitches numbers I don't call I forget

And I'm riding in them foreigns I'mma ride off St.Lawrence

I'mma ride on brick squad catch a nigga I'm scoringI swear my diamonds are so blinding please don't look at my wrist

In one wink of an eye, I bet I could take your bitch

That boy jewellery looking bleary like who sold him that shit

They say I ain't getting money well who told them that shit

OK your bitch she like my diamonds and the cars that I ride

Or she might just like my style or its the squad that behind me

I don't know but she gone go because my pockets on swole

I just walk up in the mall then I buy the whole storeThem people calling, right back to balling

You got a bad batch too much baking on it

Right back on the stove, right back to them shows

Right back to my bitches, your advance is my clothes

I'm whipping it, I triple it

Shorty pop a molly then she wiggle it

Putting orders, you telling stories

Casino life hard rock nigga put in all this

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