Letra All typëz par Yeat

All type of diamonds, all type of lights (Nash effect)
All type of b*t*hes, all type of vibes (I'm working on dying)
All type of—, all type of—
God to a kid, cat to a mice

All type of diamonds, all type of lights (Ack)
I got all type of b*t*hes, all type of vibes (Yeah, vibey)
We got all types of sticks, we don’t do no fights (Yeah)
We a God to a kid, cat to a mice (Yeah, Allah)
I got honeybuns, baby, tell me what you like (What you like)
I just poured up a deuce, but it's not a Sprite (Not a sprite)
I already told you the truth, tell me, how I lie? (How?)
Don't make mе hold it from you, I won’t tell it twice (Yeah)

Walkеd inside the building, b*t*h, I'm flexing, I got big diamonds
Bad b*t*hes pulling up on me, they suck my big privates
I just walked inside this f**king building, now I want big bodies
All my money got so f**king big, they want me dead, probably
Fashion week, I was rocking diamonds, I don't rock no BAPE
Bad b*t*h, saying that she love me when I f**k her face
Barely, I could see, b*t*h, I bought a crib in space
If you ask me, I'ma tell you nothing, that's the way I am
Different color diamonds, watch them hit, I'm Murakami, man
I just boot up on this f**king bean, she lick my privates, man
Richer than a b*t*h so just tell me, why'd I lie to them?
I just be living day by day, got no accomplishments
I see all this cabbage coming in, I bet you tally it (Bad taste)
I got all this money coming in, I'm ’bout to bury it (’Bout to bury)
When the fame come, yeah, sh*t can get scarier
B*t*h, I'm already up, in the past, kiss my derriere
All type of diamonds, all type of lights (Ack)
I got all type of b*t*hes, all type of vibes (Yeah, vibey)
We got all types of sticks, we don’t do no fights (Yeah)
We a God to a kid, cat to a mice (Yeah, Allah)
I got honeybuns, baby, tell me, what you like (What you like)
I just poured up a deuce, but it's not a Sprite (Not a sprite)
I already told you the truth, tell me, how I lie? (How?)
Don't make me hold it from you, I won't tell it twice (Yeah)

All type of diamonds, all type of lights (Ack)
I got all type of b*t*hes, all type of vibes (Yeah, vibey)
We got all types of sticks, we don’t do no fights (Yeah)
We a God to a kid, cat to a mice (Yeah, Allah)
I got honeybuns, baby, tell me, what you like (What you like)
I just poured up a deuce, but it's not a Sprite (Not a sprite)
I already told you the truth, tell me, how I lie? (How?)
Don't make me hold it from you, I won't tell it twice (Yeah)