[Chorus: Slatt Zy]
These diamonds won't chill, why the fuck would I chill?
I'm poppin' my shit, give a fuck how you feel
She ride on the dick, but she ain't got no wheels
Been dead for a minute, the fuck can I live?
Forgetting my memory, poppin' these X
A mouthful of diamonds, that's why she gets wet
Don't get near this car, we got choppas and TEC's
She gon' crash on the gang, it's gon' turn to a wreck
I'm in the projects, designer my jeans
Hi-Tech my cup and I'm gon' on a bean
She were fuckin' my brother, she fuckin' the team
But that ain't my concern, she just chasin' her drеam
I was down on my ass, man, they ain't give me shit
I see shе won't fuck 'cause I'm flashin' my wrist
Take a piss on yo' block 'cause I know where y'all been
My first year in the game, get the fuck off my dick
[Verse 1: Slatt Zy]
Roll down the window on hood, I'ma fly
He claim these streets, he ain't comin' outside
Caught the nigga slippin' at the gas station, he was high
Middle school first year, we was tryna steal ties
Know how I feel when I get on these pills
Activist activate go on a drill
Cartier lenses get foggy as hell
But I reach for my Glock to put two in his head
Go out of town and I fuck up the road
Pop me a Perc' and I pop me a dro
Nd' death 'round the corner, I'm new in these clothes
Exposed to street like before I was four
Tryna look good, wanna cop me a jacket
These bitches ain't shit with a lion as a pet
I'ma flex on a bitch when I hop off the jet
If I fuck with you bitch, better know that you blessed
[Chorus: Slatt Zy]
These diamonds won't chill, why the fuck would I chill?
I'm poppin' my shit, give a fuck how you feel
She ride on the dick, but she ain't got no wheels
Been dead for a minute, the fuck can I live?
Forgetting my memory, poppin' these X
A mouthful of diamonds, that's why she gets wet
Don't get near this car, we got choppas and TEC's
She gon' crash on the gang, it's gon' turn to a wreck
I'm in the projects, designer my jeans
Hi-Tech my cup and I'm gon' on a bean
She were fuckin' my brother, she fuckin' the team
But that ain't my concern, she just chasin' her dream
I was down on my ass, man, they ain't give me shit
I see she won't fuck 'cause I'm flashin' my wrist
Take a piss on yo' block 'cause I know where y'all been
My first year in the game, get the fuck off my dick
[Verse 2: Pooh Shiesty]
Aye
Aye, fuck yo' gang and fuck yo' clique
Automatic choppa, I start shootin' 'til it clicks
Hop out on feet, rollin' down with the glick
If he havin' more than ten pounds, he a lick
I took care of my nigga for life and he snitched
I went on about it I ain't callin' no quits
All of that danger, it came with the life that I live
Blue tips in the FN clip, got chill
I'm drivin' too fast, hope my cup don't spill
If you don't wanna slime his ass out I will
In the trap I remember the drought got real
Enough bout his eye let yo' claim they killed
On my block I'm the only one famous from here
Lil' hard, you know, we got big bundles in here
I'm tryna whack yo' whole gang less than a year
I ain't met no nigga can put me in fear
[Chorus: Slatt Zy]
These diamonds won't chill, why the fuck would I chill?
I'm poppin' my shit, give a fuck how you feel
She ride on the dick, but she ain't got no wheels
Been dead for a minute, the fuck can I live?
Forgetting my memory, poppin' these X
A mouthful of diamonds, that's why she gets wet
Don't get near this car, we got choppas and TEC's
She gon' crash on the gang, it's gon' turn to a wreck
I'm in the projects, designer my jeans
Hi-Tech my cup and I'm gon' on a bean
She were fuckin' my brother, she fuckin' the team
But that ain't my concern, she just chasin' her dream
I was down on my ass, man, they ain't give me shit
I see she won't fuck 'cause I'm flashin' my wrist
Take a piss on yo' block 'cause I know where y'all been
My first year in the game, get the fuck off my dick
