Yeah
(Let the BandPlay)
Alright
Okay, this how we gon' do this right here

Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
I looked down at my watch and all I hear it sayin' (what?)
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Shit around my neck goin' crazy, dog, all it do is
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Dance (bitch), dance (bitch), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (twerk)

(Big BANDZ)
Turn off the lights, my diamonds still gon' dance, dance
Yeah, and all my drip, it come from France (Paris)
Real trap nigga, I don't need no advance (nah)
Feelin' like Gucci, young nigga so icy
Big baguettes, whole lot of racks on my white tee (racks)
Diamonds hit hard, I got these hoes tryna bite me (hit hard)
Reach for my chain, I'ma send you to God (God)
And if it get locked down, I might step in the pot (yeah, yeah)
Over a hunnid K in drip, but a nigga still can get robbed (baow, baow)
Damn, that young nigga shinin' (shinin')
Yeah, iced all this from my grindin' (woah, woah)
Look at these diamonds (woah, woah)
Look at these diamonds

Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
I looked down at my watch and all I hear it sayin' (what?)
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Shit around my neck goin' crazy, dog, all it do is
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Dance (bitch), dance (bitch), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (twerk)

Diamonds wet as fuck up in my mouth, this shit look like a pool (water)
Bitch seen all this ice, her ass started clappin' like my chopper do
Rolex on my wrist, it knock you out, my neck kickboxin' too
My shit just be dancin', it's amazin' what these rocks can do (oh, yeah)
My money doin' front flips, it's amazin' what my pockets do (yeah)
These Cuban links came out the trap I ran, I'm makin' boxes move
You touch 'em, then I'm sprayin', won't make it to the ambulance (uh-uh)
You reach for these VVS or these baguettes, I bet this 4-0 make a nigga

Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
I looked down at my watch and all I hear it sayin' (what?)
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Shit around my neck goin' crazy, dog, all it do is
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Dance (bitch), dance (bitch), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (twerk)

Uh
Lookin' at my Cartier and all it do is dance (big baguettes)
Brooklyn bitch, diamonds really rockin' on my hands (uh)
Each one of my earrings probably cost your whole advance
Niggas put their jewels on layaway, you on a payment plan
He see that I'm icy, that's the reason why he sweatin' me
Keep my chain on, it's like a lightshow when he sexin' me
I got the whole set with me, we be flossin' heavily
Everything she'll never be (never), that's why that ho obsessed with me (obsessed)

Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
I looked down at my watch and all I hear it sayin' (what?)
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Shit around my neck goin' crazy, dog, all it do is
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Dance (bitch), dance (bitch), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (twerk)

VVS 'round my wrist, they crystal clear, them bitches dancin'
Got four stops in this two-door coupe, make that demon hop out blastin'
Keep a big bankroll up in my jeans, that's why the opps can't stand me (rackades)
This side cool 'cause we don't give a fuck
I'll cut 'em, kill they mammies (take 'em out)
My left wrist gon' twinkle, twinkle (bling)
Big Backwood filled up with sprinkles (ZaZa)
Flex my wrist, that bitch start dancin' (yeah)
Throw up bust down, do the macarena (cha-cha)
Chain on my neck like my hoes get to twerkin' (thottie)
Hop in that Maybach and lay back the curtains (yessir)
Nigga too hot, got the bitches, ain't flirtin' (she bad)
She taxin' for me, we come and do surgery (chop 'em up)

Baguettes jumpin' out my Rollie, just watch how it dance (baguettes)
Yeah, two Cuban links up on my right wrist, this shit so outstandin' (two Cubans, uh-huh)
Trap out a house, it's abandoned (abandoned)
Got rich quick, now these niggas can't stand me (uh-uh)
Got too much money on me, I can't fan it (too much)
Yeah, I made the hood full like, "Fuck gettin' a Grammy" (full)
Young rich nigga, might still fuck your mammie (mammie)
'Fore I made me a play, yeah, the diamonds still dancin' (dancin')
Dance (bitch), dance (bitch), dance (bitch), dance (yessir)
Bands in my pants, drippin' in France (yeah)
Paper Route business, bitch, know we the clan (know we the clan)
Go and ask your bitch, she a real big fan (real big fan)
She wanna fuck on a young nigga 'cause my diamonds

Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
I looked down at my watch and all I hear it sayin' (what?)
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Shit around my neck goin' crazy, dog, all it do is
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Dance (bitch), dance (bitch), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (twerk)

Ayy, I got bands (bands), bands (bands), bands (bands), bands (bands)
Ayy, go and ask your bitch, she gon' tell you that Glizock
Yep, he the man (the man), the man (the man), the man (the man), the man (the man)
Bitch, I've been hustlin' so long, this money doin' somethin' to my head
Yeah, I remember when I was sellin' grams out my gram's
Yeah, fast-forward that, now I'm eatin' lamb inside my Lamb'
Yeah, diamonds on me cold as fuck, I think I need a sled
Uh, pull the trigger, let it sing, and make a nigga

Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
I looked down at my watch and all I hear it sayin' (what?)
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Shit around my neck goin' crazy, dog, all it do is
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Dance (bitch), dance (bitch), dance (dance), dance (dance)
Dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (dance), dance (twerk)

Yeah

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Writer(s): Adolph Thornton Jr., Big Moochie Grape, Elgin Williams, Jay Fizzle, Joddy Badass, Kenneth Greene, Markeyvius Cathey