Don
Lil
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Diamonds dancin
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Fuck a nigga, get rich, bitch, tap in
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M-O-B, Icy Gang, nigga, tap in (hm)
Tap, tap, tap in (ayy)
Wrist on glitter (ayy), waist on thinner (ayy)
I
Face on zaddy (sheesh), pockets on Jigga (hoo)
You better get the card and make it swipe like Tinder
Private villa and the fur chinchilla (ha)
When he post me, all the hoes get sicker (blah)
Fuckboy killer, I
Never been a lame so the real bitches feel it
Daddy on the FaceTime, you could never take mine
End up on the Dateline, uh, uh, uh (bitch)
Rich with no day job, bitch, hit your wop-wop
Always on the courtside, uh, huh, huh
B-B-Billionaire niggas wanna eat me out
Bitch, I
All these lame ass niggas tryna fuck for the clout
Hm, I won
Lil
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Diamonds dancin
Tap, tap, tap in
Fuck a nigga, get rich, bitch, tap in
Tap, tap, tap in
M-O-B, Icy Gang, nigga, tap in (mhm, yeah)
Tap, tap, tap in
You got a itty-bitty waist (huh?), pretty in the face (what?)
Never let a broke nigga take you on a date (nah)
Haters can
I got a real nigga puttin
Icy from my lips to my fingers to my toenails
Drippin
All these hoes busy, baby, I do not do friends well
Lotta niggas pussy, but I promised that I won
Hmm, now, what
Bitch gon
200 for a verse, bitch, I
Fuck around and bring back hyphy
Lil
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Diamonds dancin
Tap, tap, tap in
Fuck a nigga, get rich, bitch, tap in
Tap, tap, tap in
M-O-B, Icy Gang, nigga, tap in
Tap, tap, tap in