Ain't sitting around in yo top back
All I'm trying to do is make
A dollar don't accomplish that
Probably both, call the hoes
See if she can meet me up at Pompadors
Table in the front so I can see
Who's in and out the door
We ain't gotta front cause we've
Been making lots of dough
We ain't taking fronts unless you bringing
In a lot of dough
Probably if Jaquari was just starving
I'd be robbing folks
Frontin in? and it can leave
You in the hospital
Came a long way but we still
Got some miles to go
Cowards gonna despise us
But the real niggas like us though
Sorry my rival put a stop to your theatricals
The streets want the real and honored
That we happy for them
And then you realize everything
Come and it goes
I'm tryin get before it comes and it goes

Diamonds on my wrist, ladies in the building
If you feeling sexy put your
Drinks to the ceiling
Yaaa, do it like them playaz do
And we on them drugs we goin' be
Here for a day or two

Clayton County tags blowing smoke
Out the roof tell your man he's a fag
And I'm the motherfucking truth
(I'm the truth)
See I don't like to brag but he's the proof
The trunk bigger than your future
I'm too tall for a coupe (For a coupe)
And this is something that I'd rarely do
Flip the script cover my tattoos
Armani is the suit mari is the shoes
VS is the juice and the necklace is
Fruit's see the rest of my dudes
Got on vest and the True's
On yo best day I move like a man on the moon
Gotta expand it and move it
We land it and cruise
Got plans before truants
Spend grands on the cruise to put
A tan on my bruises
And this is how we do it
Straight shots with no chasers
And every round I'm making toasts
To show off my bracelet

Diamonds on my wrist, ladies in the building
If you feeling sexy put your
Drinks to the ceiling
Yaaa, do it like them playaz do
And we on them drugs we goin' be
Here for a day or two

My bank accounts are impatient and
They they can't wait
So I'm never a dollar short, or a, a day late
I smoke the best for the stress just to
To stay straight
The bud's light is less filling, but it
It tastes great
I keep the cash in the stash from the
The po po cause they say it won't hurt them
What they they don't know
Though i roll in the coupe
That hugs the whole block
Don't play I'm still hood
You'll still get cold cocked
The four will sure pop
Your soul will sure drop
Fours will get blown but i sure do hope not
I'm hot but I ain't tripping on
These young whipper snappers
I'm trying to get a chick up in
My whip and get her snapper
Put her on her stomach get
Back and then slap her
Take her to her home and
Be gone the morning after

Diamonds on my wrist, ladies in the building
If you feeling sexy put your
Drinks to the ceiling
Yaaa, do it like them playaz do
And we on them drugs we goin' be
Here for a day or two

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Writer(s): ANTHONY BEST, CHRISTOPHER BRIDGES, Earl Conyers, SAMPLE, TAUHEED EPPS