Number 1

Yeah my diamond, money, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah my

Yeah, two tone (two tone)
Yeah my diamond flooded, yeah, yeah
Molly, yeah I'm too high can't be in public
Yeah, yeah, yeah (who know me? Yeah), I been hungry, yeah money starving
Yeah
Rock the G-Star jeans, yeah and the bitch keep coming
I was counting racks, I was upside store
Got a brand new Balenciaga hat that I stole

Give me your money, yeah I take what I owe
Got a nice bustdown yeah G.I. Joe
No looking out
Down on the road
What if he told?
Don't break the codе, can't fuck with hoes
You sniffing on coke, I'm rubbin' they nosе
Yeah, they gotta go

Change it, yeah
Switch it up (up)
Fill my cup
I walked in the lean and I cannot get up
I came in the studio chopping it up (chopping it up)
I'm sniffing my molly, my tropical drugs
Ain't hidin' my feelings they came from above
Some people gon' hate, some people gon' love it
The same ones that's loving same once that's hating
They give me that money, tell momma I made it

I'm paving the way, yeah, I'm using the pavement
I'm going harder, I'm making a statement
I made this song on the stove, and some bacon (some bacon)
Won't give up, I gotta be patient
Sometimes I wanna say shit
They not in my conversation, we don't have no correlation
Baby, can't you fight temptation? (Huh, huh)
She love my nut she love to taste it (huh, huh)
This is real music, this is amazing (huh, huh)
I'm not from this earth, yeah I came from a space ship

I'm in my own world, you can't even say shit
Don't be my word, you give me your bitch
I gotta go off, one can only wish
Dripping so crazy, swimming with the fish (fish)
I got some money, friends with benefits
They wanna be me, they look at my fish (woo!)
She want my semen, she wanna have kids (yeah, yeah)
I swear I'm the hardest, who the hell like this?
Hurry up with my drugs cause I really gotta piss, yeah

Just take my stuff and go
You damn sold your soul (yeah you did)
This is a story that they never told (shh) yeah, yeah
I forgot to tell you it was murder that she wrote

Yeah, two tone, yeah
Yeah, my diamond flooded, yeah, yeah
Molly, yeah I'm too high can't be in public
Yeah, yeah, yeah (who know me? Yeah) I been hungry, yeah money starving
Yeah (yeah)
Rock the G-Star jeans, yeah and the bitch keep coming
I was counting racks I was upside store
Got a brand new Balenciaga hat I stole

Give me your money, yeah I take what I owe
Got a nice bustdown yeah G.I. Joe
No looking out
Down on the road
What if he told?
Don't break the code, can't fuck with hoes
You sniffing on coke, I'm rubbin' they nose
Yeah, they gotta go