Bel Air

Hello
Can you please stop calling up my line
I done told you that too many times
Bring around the gold chair
I don't wanna go there
Saint Laurent to Montclair
Living like it's Bel Air
VVS diamonds yeah they stunting people got to stare
Imma see it in my nightmares
I don't wanna go there
I don't wanna go there

What you need from me
I got all these diamonds no more folding please
I got everything I need, my little shorty and some green
She do everything for me, got her stunting with some cheese yeah
Been a long time since you been out life
Been a long time swear to God I've been so fine
Now I'm counting up my green yeah
I got money, but that still don't mean a thing

Can you please stop calling up my line
I done told you that too many times
Bring around the gold chair
I don't wanna go there
Saint Laurent to Montclair
Living like it's Bel Air
VVS diamonds yeah they stunting people got to stare
Imma see it in my nightmares
I don't wanna go there
I don't wanna go there

And I'm cashing like fiend
Stunting all checks, life's a mess, life a magazine
And you was stabbing right at me
So I shot right back yeah them bullets hitting deep
I was calling up your phone
But you told me to go home, so I leave you at the tone
Now I leave you by your lone
You were stuck up, so I go out while you get messed up

Can you please stop calling up my line
I done told you that too many times
Bring around the gold chair
I don't wanna go there
Saint Laurent to Montclair
Living like it's Bel Air
VVS diamonds yeah they stunting people got to stare
Imma see it in my nightmares
I don't wanna go there
I don't wanna go there
Can you please stop calling up my line
I done told you that too many times
Bring around the gold chair
I don't wanna go there
Saint Laurent to Montclair
Living like it's Bel Air
VVS diamonds yeah they stunting people got to stare
Imma see it in my nightmares
I don't wanna go there
I don't wanna go there



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Writer(s): Raul Marquez
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