Diamond Boy Lyrics – SZA

Read the full Diamond Boy lyrics by SZA along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy SZA's music, you can also explore What Do I Do and 30 For 30, two other songs by SZA.

[Verse 1]
I need you poolside
You've been on my mind
Wonder if you all mine
What do it matter anyway? (Fu*k it)
I like your soft side, I like you on top
You make my thoughts stop
You make being me less hard
'Bout to quit my job

[Pre-Chorus]
When the d!ck hit, that's just how you gotta do
I'm addicted, that's why I keep calling you
Diamond boy, why you so shiny? (Bling)
Diamond boy, go'n get behind me, rodeo
Diamond boy, your light so blinding
Blind me

[Chorus]
Baby, if it's OD, tell me
Am I saying too much? (Saying too much)
And, baby, if it's OD, tell me
Am I saying too much? (Too much)
Baby, if it's OD, just tell me
Am I doing too much?
Papi, if it's OD, just tell me
If it's OD, just tell me
Mm

[Verse 2]
Usually, I can't let down my guard (No)
It's the way you say s*it smooth that got you far with me
Usually, I make 'em work so hard (So hard)
But the truth is I'm ruthless about you, why waste more time?
It's 2 a.m. and I'm on again, don't look at me like that
'Cause I'm with all the s*its and it's hard to breathe, tell him then come break my back
I'm talking punishment, I don't wanna complicate it with questions
What you don't ask, I won't mention
Now come for me like you mean it, I

[Pre-Chorus]
When the d!ck hit, that's just how you gotta do (Gotta do)
I'm addicted, that's why I keep calling you (Calling you)
Diamond boy, why you so shiny? (Bling)
Diamond boy, go'n get behind me, rodeo
Diamond boy, your light so blinding (So blinding)
Blind me

[Chorus]
Baby, if it's OD, tell me
Am I saying too much? (Saying too much)
And, baby, if it's OD, tell me
Am I saying too much? (Boy, I'm too much)
Baby, if it's OD, just tell me
Am I doing too much?
Papi, if it's OD, just tell me
If it's OD, just tell me
Mm

[Verse 3]
Diamond boy keep me so shiny
Kinda like my wrist, don't you forget about my timepiece
Gotta pop my Cris', I need more bottles to my side please
Gotta pop my s*it, made fifty mil' off of my feelings
Throw it back like chiropract', I'm hanging from the ceiling, yeah
I been calling back to back, I never caught no feelings, yeah
No, you don't have to ask, I'm always OD, I'm O and T
I'm on go, it's infinity and beyond fu*king with me, so