Diamonds (feat. Sayvo)
Leek
Nothin' fake 'bout me
Yeah, I got real diamonds around my neck
I got real diamonds around my neck
Yeah
Like, let's be for real, man
Ok, let's be for real, I don't need a fuckin' deal
I can rock the whole city by myself, like baby crib
I come from a cold city, but I'm hot like I'm a heater
And I'm not gon' hold you, it took a lot to make it here
And I'm 'bout to take the chair
Hell nah, I ain't playin' fair
So, I had to disappear, really had to shift the gears, turn into a rapping, singing, artist, music engineer
I got my money up, diamonds in my ear are crystal clear
I got diamonds jumpin' up and down around my fuckin' neck, I can pay your rent
Water on me, like a fuckin' fish
I can pluck your bitch, she a fuckin' fan, I don't want her then
I just rather run it up and count me up a hunnit bands
(Count me up a hunnit bands, count me up a hunnit bands)
Count me up a hunnit bands
I need me a hunnit friends to count me a hunnit M's, count me a hunnit M's
Bitches been in my DM, before the money, 'cause I'm him
Believe me when I say I'm the man
Real rockstar when I rock out, I thought that that was the plan
Livin' how I'm livin', why you worried 'bout me?
Like, what is you sayin'?
How I'm worried 'bout you, if the only thing I'm worried 'bout is the bread?
Get that shit up in ya head, get that shit up in ya noggin
I'm dripped out, with my chest up, shit, I'm really stylin'
Look down, ya eyes'll be gone, probably 'cause of the diamonds
Get out the way, you in the road to the hunnit bands island, the hunnit bands island
My heart cold, it's gone, I'm done tryin'
All this fake love, I know that y'all lyin'
Bitches say that they love you, I recommend don't try it
That shit'll leave ya heart colder, colder than these diamonds
I got diamonds jumpin' up and down around my fuckin' neck, I can pay your rent
Water on me, like a fuckin' fish
I can pluck your bitch, she a fuckin' fan, I don't want her then
I just rather run it up and count me up a hunnit bands
I got diamonds jumpin' up and down around my fuckin' neck, I can pay your rent
Water on me, like a fuckin' fish
I can pluck your bitch, she a fuckin' fan, I don't want her then
I just rather run it up and count me up a hunnit bands
Double OT not a EP, Double OT is a heat wave
Count me up a hunnit bands
Yeah, Leek
Nothin' fake 'bout me
Yeah, I got real diamonds around my neck
I got real diamonds around my neck
Yeah
Like, let's be for real, man
Ok, let's be for real, I don't need a fuckin' deal
I can rock the whole city by myself, like baby crib
I come from a cold city, but I'm hot like I'm a heater
And I'm not gon' hold you, it took a lot to make it here
And I'm 'bout to take the chair
Hell nah, I ain't playin' fair
So, I had to disappear, really had to shift the gears, turn into a rapping, singing, artist, music engineer
I got my money up, diamonds in my ear are crystal clear
I got diamonds jumpin' up and down around my fuckin' neck, I can pay your rent
Water on me, like a fuckin' fish
I can pluck your bitch, she a fuckin' fan, I don't want her then
I just rather run it up and count me up a hunnit bands
(Count me up a hunnit bands, count me up a hunnit bands)
Count me up a hunnit bands
I need me a hunnit friends to count me a hunnit M's, count me a hunnit M's
Bitches been in my DM, before the money, 'cause I'm him
Believe me when I say I'm the man
Real rockstar when I rock out, I thought that that was the plan
Livin' how I'm livin', why you worried 'bout me?
Like, what is you sayin'?
How I'm worried 'bout you, if the only thing I'm worried 'bout is the bread?
Get that shit up in ya head, get that shit up in ya noggin
I'm dripped out, with my chest up, shit, I'm really stylin'
Look down, ya eyes'll be gone, probably 'cause of the diamonds
Get out the way, you in the road to the hunnit bands island, the hunnit bands island
My heart cold, it's gone, I'm done tryin'
All this fake love, I know that y'all lyin'
Bitches say that they love you, I recommend don't try it
That shit'll leave ya heart colder, colder than these diamonds
I got diamonds jumpin' up and down around my fuckin' neck, I can pay your rent
Water on me, like a fuckin' fish
I can pluck your bitch, she a fuckin' fan, I don't want her then
I just rather run it up and count me up a hunnit bands
I got diamonds jumpin' up and down around my fuckin' neck, I can pay your rent
Water on me, like a fuckin' fish
I can pluck your bitch, she a fuckin' fan, I don't want her then
I just rather run it up and count me up a hunnit bands
Double OT not a EP, Double OT is a heat wave
Count me up a hunnit bands
Yeah, Leek
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Writer(s): Mahlik Wingate
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