Pure Diamondz
Yeen Know
I pulled off on metro transit
Then pulled up in my new Beamer
Now they say I'm Hollywood
Y'all just some hating a demons
No I don't blow racks in Neimans
A arc angel genius
Man these niggas acting pussy
Might as well suck up some semen
Cholly!
You won't catch me sleeping
Yo dream girl
I had her screaming
All I see is dollar signs
Cha Ching-ing
Go and get it
Get the green
You know it ain't no in between
These pure diamonds on me dancing
Beaming
Shining hard
They blinging
4 Fingers
No you can't see us
So Join us
You can't beat us
Apply pressure at all times
We do not trust none of you skeezers
Super fine a señorita
Put change in her like a meter
If you fk wit Queen Goonie
Blow this song out of ya speakers
Chea
Blow this song out of ya speakers
If you fk wit Queen Goonie
Blow this song out of ya speakers
Chea
Ooh I think they like me
I'm cleaner than a white tee
I'm so fn Saint Louis
Keep two pair of AF Nike
You don't wanna fight
A certified head buster
You fk wit us
You in trouble
Molly hit yo a wit double
Double shots straight to ya head
This ain't what you want
I beat ya a wit my hands
And plus the chopper in the trunk
Draco on the backseat
What the fk you mean
You know to get at me in traffic
Bh you know I'm in these streets
Chea
I don't really wanna get up on my Goonie st
But shit sometimes you have to show em you really wit the sts
Doing all that talking
You ain't got nothing coming these ways
I'm from the Show Me State
You gotta show me something baby
Wes me?
Where they do that at?
I pulled off on metro transit
Then pulled up in my new Beamer
Now they say I'm Hollywood
Y'all just some hating a demons
No I don't blow racks in Neimans
A arc angel genius
Man these niggas acting pussy
Might as well suck up some semen
Cholly!
You won't catch me sleeping
Yo dream girl
I had her screaming
All I see is dollar signs
Cha Ching-ing
Go and get it
Get the green
You know it ain't no in between
These pure diamonds on me dancing
Beaming
Shining hard
They blinging
4 Fingers
No you can't see us
So Join us
You can't beat us
Apply pressure at all times
We do not trust none of you skeezers
Super fine a señorita
Put change in her like a meter
If you fk wit Queen Goonie
Blow this song out of ya speakers
Chea
Blow this song out of ya speakers
If you fk wit Queen Goonie
Blow this song out of ya speakers
Chea
Ooh I think they like me
I'm cleaner than a white tee
I'm so fn Saint Louis
Keep two pair of AF Nike
You don't wanna fight
A certified head buster
You fk wit us
You in trouble
Molly hit yo a wit double
Double shots straight to ya head
This ain't what you want
I beat ya a wit my hands
And plus the chopper in the trunk
Draco on the backseat
What the fk you mean
You know to get at me in traffic
Bh you know I'm in these streets
Chea
I don't really wanna get up on my Goonie st
But shit sometimes you have to show em you really wit the sts
Doing all that talking
You ain't got nothing coming these ways
I'm from the Show Me State
You gotta show me something baby
Wes me?
Where they do that at?
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Writer(s): Arielle Moore
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