Lyrics
(Zaytoven)
Ho, ho, yeah
When I flexed up all this money, you can't rubberband me
When I step out, you know I got these diamonds dancin'
Know I got these diamonds dancin'

I step in a party, bitch, you know I'm flyer than Michael Jordan
VVSs diamonds lighting up, these bitches going retarded
I don't post none of my dawgs on IG 'cause they play with murders, yeah
I turned up my sidepiece and I'm fuckin' her with main bitch
Money and fame ain't never changed me, still posted with gangsters
Better cock that, boy, they rolled him up and sprayed him
Every single day we roll a blunt and smoke an opp up
The way they gunnin', spinnin' through, niggas might just call the cops up
Bringing .223 inside the party like a shotta
I been drinking syrup and I got herb like a rasta
Poppin' dirty molly, call me up when you want that geek dick
She was such a good girl, I turned her to a freak chick

When I step out, you know I got these diamonds dancin'
Yeah, I flex, now all this money, you can't rubberband me
He get stretched out tryna read my nigga, you can't hand me
I was left out now I step out, diamonds hit like taxes

My Richard Millie cost two milli', just blinded somebody
I really keep a milli' just in case I saw somebody
I took the whole Gucci store and put it in my closet
Like a walking water fountain, it's like I broke the faucet
Gucci Mane and ain't nobody got more ice than me
Let's step out, nigga ,'cause my items cost a mil' at least
I rap out 'cause I know nobody can't take shit from me
Get stretched out reaching for my piece and now you rest in peace

When I step out, you know I got these diamonds dancin'
Yeah, I flex, now all this money, you can't rubberband me
He get stretched out tryna read my nigga, you can't hand me
I was left out now I step out, diamonds hit like taxes

Step out, I got all the diamonds dancin' just like Jabbawockeez
Getting tired of hatin'? Yeah, nigga should be exhausted
Yeah, I'm ridin' through the hood dead fresh like a coffin
Bitch, I need a pool, diamonds wet as hell like a dolphin
When I step out, all them bitches know that it's the mil'
Backwood full of Zaza, I only smoke the greatest
And to keep the tool every day, not only on occasions
Dripping in designer, nigga, yeah, I only wear the latest
I was down bad at the bottom now I'm on top
If a nigga disrespect the mob we gon' pop your top
Rob the plug, get it jumpin', then set up shop
I was broke as hell now I'm steppin' out with a knot

When I step out, you know I got these diamonds dancin'
Yeah, I flex, now all this money, you can't rubberband me
He get stretched out tryna read my nigga, you can't hand me
I was left out now I step out, diamonds hit like taxes

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Kwame Khalil Brown, Nayvadius Wilburn, Radric Davis, Xavier Dotson




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