Number 1

Yeah my diamond, money yeah yeah yeah Yeah my- Yeah, two tone Yeah my diamon flooded yeah yeah Molly, yeah I’m too high can’t be in public Yeah yeah me hungry, yeah money starving Yeah rock the G-Star jeans Yeah and yeah bitch keep coming I was counting up racks I was upside store Got a brand new balenci hat I stole Give me your money, yeah I take what I owe Got a nice bustdown yeah GI JOE No looking out down on the road What if he told? Don’t break the code, can’t fuck with hoеs You sniffing on coke, I'm rubbin they nose Yеah, they gotta go Change it, yeah switch it up Fill me cup I walked in the lean and I cannot get up Came in the studio chopping it up I’m sniffing my molly, my tropical drugs Hidin my feelings they came from above Some people gon hate, some people gon love it Same ones that’s loving same Once thats hating They give me that money, tell momma I made it I’m paving the way Yeah I’m using the pavement I’m go harder, I’m making a statement I made this song on stove, bacon Won’t ever give up, I gotta be patient Sometimes I wanna say shit You not in my conversation We don’t have no correlation Baby can't you fight temptation She love my nut she love to taste it This is real music this is amazing 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 My word your bitch i gotta go off, only wish Dripping so crazy, swimming with the fish I got some money, friends with benefit's They wanna be me, they look at my fish She want my semen, she wanna have kids I’m one of the hardest Who the hell like this Hurry up with my drugs cause I really gotta piss Just take my You damn sold your soul (yeah you did) This is a story that they never told I forgot to tell you it Was murder that she wrote Yeah, two tone Yeah my diamond flooded yeah yeah Molly, yeah I’m too high can’t be in public Yeah yeah me hungry, yeah money starving Yeah rock the G-Star jeans Yeah and yeah bitch keep coming I was counting up racks I was upside store Got a brand new balenci hat I stole Give me your money, yeah I take what I owe Got a nice bustdown yeah GI 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 --- Number 1 - Yeat