Paroles Diamonds 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 me hold it from you, I won't tell it twice (Yeah)

Walked 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 is 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
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)
I already told you tha truth, now don't lie
I got all types of sh*t, all types of vibes
We be coolin' with the gang, we got all types of hoes
Run up my money, run up my bands
We counting that stack, all that racks
B*t*h, I'm selfmade, I cannot be right
We counting that diamonds up, no cut
We gon' pull with them sticks, we gon' run dis deep
Yeah, we gon pull wit dem sticks, yeah
We got all kinds of drugs, what you want
That b*t*h off a perc, she go crazy
B*t*h we sippin' that wok like Kankan
I got all types of b*t*hes, got all types of vibes
We bout to chill and have a party tonight

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
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)