ALL STARS Lyrics – diamond

[Intro: DJ Holiday & diamond*]
Hahahahahaha (Yeah, yeah)
DJ Holiday (Baguette, Holiday Season, bling, baow)
My n!gga diamond* (Baow)
Oh, this that BLING BØI edition though, right? (Bling, bling)
Oh, you thought we was gon’ let up on y’all n!ggas?  (Yeah, Øway, I’m saying)
Nah (Bring your mob, brand new)
Apply pressure, right? (Hide your b!tch, bling, bling)
If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it (Hide your ho, bling, bling, yeah, yeah)
Hahahaha (Yeah, yeah)
Young diamond*, pop your s*it, n!gga (Slatt, slatt, slatt, bling, slatt)

[Chorus: diamond*]
She bend over for me, like I play quarterback (I play quarterback)
My d!ck touching her heart, I got this ho attached (I got this ho attached)
She calling me Sade, girl, what you know about that? (What you know ’bout that?)
So many racks, my wallet is a rubber band (Yeah, yeah, yeah, woah)
When she naked, I’m a kid inside thе candy store, woah
I spent six months of your rent on this Goyard bag, woah
I givе her d!ck, she be like, “Baby, I can’t take no more”, woah
B!tch, you bad, but for my heart, it’s gon’ take more than that (More than that)

[Verse 1: diamond* & Pz’]
In the trenches with two pistols, yeah, I come from that, yeah
She fu*k you, then fu*k your brother, s*it, it be like that (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, woah)
One in the head, I done had to cop the G-lock bag (The G-lock)
What you said? Stand on it, we gon’ see ’bout that (We ’bout to)

[Verse 2: Pz’]
Go Yeezy, mix and match my summer bag (Bling, bling)
I can’t go easy, my denim cost a couple racks (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Pointers in my ears, CC and I can’t never go back (Need me a— ooh)
Need me a b!tch like Bhad, yeah, ‘lieve me, shake that ass, shake something
I’m throwing these racks in the air, I don’t give a fu*k, baby, I faced up
I’ll ping her in her motherfu*king face, I beat it like, huh, baby, we need it (Blatt, blatt, yeah)
I’m having them K’s from Istanbul and Russia (Eugh, brrat, brrat, brrat, ooh)
If you ain’t tapped in, you a sucker (B!tch)

Triple-S having hoes in the summer (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 3: Southsidesilhouette]
Yeah, all of these racks, I’m counting them up, the money my best friend, uh (Friend)
I took it all in the Goyard next to my weapon (Yeah, yeah)
I go new shoes, new boots ’cause all of this stepping (Stepping, yeah)
Shawty go a brand-new tattoo ’cause she living reckless, uh (Reckless, yeah)
Throw a Hail Mary in the air for the b!tch that’s dancing, uh
I go new shoes, new boots (Uh, uh)
Uh, I don’t even gotta choose, let her choose, uh, uh, uh (Uh, uh)
Now I’m fu*king all the money up, what’s new? (Uh, uh)
Yeah, now I’m fu*king all the money up, like what’s new? Uh (Uh, uh)
These hoes coming out in twos, uh (Uh, uh)
These diamonds flashing in your face, like they bust a fuse, yeah (Uh, uh)
She look at reflections of herself, she know she the one, not the two (Two, uh, uh)
I put on the Hermès belt, it’s matching the seats inside of the coupe, uh (Uh, uh)
I fly like a dragon, fly like Aladdin, hmm, I’m feeling fantastic (Øway, woo)
Tell my bro put your ass in a casket
Now my paper come covered in plastic (Øway, woo)
Hit the back out the door, I’m doing gymnastics
Two hands on my d!ck, she getting nasty, woah
When I see a bad b!tch, she cannot pass me, woah
When I see a bag, I count up and stash it (Øway)

[Chorus: diamond*]
She bend over for me like I play quarterback (I play quarterback)
My d!ck touching her heart, I got this ho attached (I got this ho attached)
She calling me Sade, girl, what you know about that? (What you know ’bout that?)
So many racks, my wallet is a rubber band (Yeah, yeah, yeah, woah)
When she naked, I’m a kid inside the candy store, woah
I spent six months of your rent on this Goyard bag, woah
I give her d!ck, she be like, “Baby, I can’t take no more”, woah
B!tch, you bad, but for my heart, it’s gon’ take more than that