Tag: Desert Eagle


Denzel Curry – SPEEDBOAT Lyrics




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[Intro]
I went from stickin’ pennies in the jar to offshore bank accounts
See me and my conglomerates is lucrative
I’m talkin’ big money, big chains, big guns, nigga
More power

[Chorus]
Big talk, speedboat (Speedboat)
Pray to God I don’t get repoed (Repoed)
Didn’t go to college for a free throw (Swish)
People gettin’ killed through the peephole (Blah)
Have your money up before you go to war (Hmm)
Put the mask on like a luchador (Hmm)
My dawg didn’t make it to 21, so I gotta make it past 24
Big talk, speedboat (Speedboat)
Pray to God I don’t get repoed (Repoed)
Didn’t go to college for a free throw (Swish)
People gettin’ killed through the peephole (Blah)
Have your money up before you go to war (Hmm)
Put the mask on like a luchador (Hmm)
My dawg didn’t make it to 21, so I gotta make it past 24

[Verse 1]
Put a red beam to your head like Arby’s
Either go to school, go to jail or the army
Keep a close eye on the things tryna harm me
Warn me if anybody try to swarm me, uh
Invest in a rock and a Rottweiler
Pile up hella stacks when the bills pile up
Dollar is the only way to get the style up
Riled up ’cause you motherfuckers used the dial up
My dawg is gone and the result is to have my teflon
Christian Dior and the fashion beyond
Talkin’ Polo, call me Polow da Don
Throw some Ds on the thong
I got hella keys in the phone
I put hella Gs in the vault
It took only three to assault, damn

[Pre-Chorus]
Jesus, please deliver us from evil
Please pray over all my people
What you see in life’s illegal
I don’t wanna use my Desert Eagle

[Chorus]
Big talk, speedboat (Speedboat)
Pray to God I don’t get repoed (Repoed)
Didn’t go to college for a free throw (Swish)
People gettin’ killed through the peephole (Blah)
Have your money up before you go to war (Hmm)
Put the mask on like a luchador (Hmm)
My dawg didn’t make it to 21, so I gotta make it past 24
Big talk, speedboat (Speedboat)
Pray to God I don’t get repoed (Repoed)
Didn’t go to college for a free throw (Swish)
People gettin’ killed through the peephole (Blah)
Have your money up before you go to war (Hmm)
Put the mask on like a luchador (Hmm)
My dawg didn’t make it to 21, so I gotta make it past 24

[Verse 2]
Pourin’ out scotch
Gas, all in my brain, it fumigating my thoughts
Thinking ’bout intricate plots
To get out the hood, that’s when I started to jot
Not given the opportunity to let the devil ruin me, no
Even though the jewelry froze, ice cubes get Deeboed
Word on the street, everything heat
Everything hot boy, Texas Pete
Pulled up in a Lexus and a Jeep
All black, no tag, time for the sweep
Too many guns, too many sons
Lost in the river of blood in these streets
Master of none, pastors and nuns
Let’s bow our heads for the ceremony

[Pre-Chorus]
Jesus, please deliver us from evil
Please pray over all my people
What you see in life’s illegal
I don’t wanna use my desert eagle

[Chorus]
Big talk, speedboat (Speedboat)
Pray to God I don’t get repoed (Repoed)
Didn’t go to college for a free throw (Swish)
People gettin’ killed through the peephole (Blah)
Have your money up before you go to war (Hmm)
Put the mask on like a luchador (Hmm)
My dawg didn’t make it to 21, so I gotta make it past 24
Big talk, speedboat (Speedboat)
Pray to God I don’t get repoed (Repoed)
Didn’t go to college for a free throw (Swish)
People gettin’ killed through the peephole (Blah)
Have your money up before you go to war (Hmm)
Put the mask on like a luchador (Hmm)
My dawg didn’t make it to 21, so I gotta make it past 24

[Outro]
Fo’, fo’, fo’, fo’
Fo’, fo’, fo’, fo’
Fo’, fo’, fo’, fo’




Quando Rondo – Gun Smoke Lyrics




[Intro]
Tahj Money

[Chorus]
I don’t know shit bout no ‘murda, gotta keep my mouth closed
Just got a brand new Desert Eagle wit’ a cutter that fold
Shower and Bleach rip up the car
Make sure you burn all the clothes
My youngin’ down to shoot to kill just for a line of some coke
Send a text to all the opps like, yeah we want all the smoke
We up by 6, they down by 2, they need to go fix the score
Hop out wit’ poles told ’em I won’t spare no kids or no hoes
Foot on the petal, heavy metal, send some shots through your clothes

[Verse 1]
Take off his nose, none of my niggas gone bend, break, or fold
Clutchin’ cutters, me and my brothers riding round smokin’ dope
I gotta drop on all the opps, hope you don’t think that you low
This ain’t no threat bitch this a promise when I catch you case-closed
Money fold, dope sold, you caught a body but told
Spent fourty-thousand on some diamonds, got my mouth lookin’ froze
We sippin’ lean, that’s not prescription got ’em comin by loads
Lord knows, walk in the mall and spend ten thousand on clothes

[Chorus]
I don’t know shit bout no ‘murda, gotta keep my mouth closed
Just got a brand new Desert Eagle wit’ a cutter that fold
Shower and Bleach rip up the car
Make sure you burn all the clothes
My youngin’ down to shoot to kill just for a line of some coke
Send a text to all the opps like, yeah we want all the smoke
We up by 6, they down by 2, they need to go fix the score
Hop out wit’ poles told ’em I won’t spare no kids or no hoes
Foot on the petal, heavy metal, send some shots through your clothes

[Verse 2]
I bought a chopper than I filled it up
I catch ’em, I’ma fill ’em up
Walk, Nine headshots
Hit the corner, rip you up
Y’all better listen to the words I say
We livin’ in our last days
Point-blank proven
Ci-Cigarettes and ash-treys

[Chorus]
I don’t know shit bout no ‘murda, gotta keep my mouth closed
Just got a brand new Desert Eagle wit’ a cutter that fold
Shower and Bleach rip up the car
Make sure you burn all the clothes
My youngin’ down to shoot to kill just for a line of some coke
Send a text to all the opps like, yeah we want all the smoke
We up by 6, they down by 2, they need to go fix the score
Hop out wit’ poles told ’em I won’t spare no kids or no hoes
Foot on the petal, heavy metal, send some shots through your clothes

[Outro]
Graa, haha
Bitch come here


Meek Mill – Pay You Back Lyrics


[Intro: Meek Mill & Future]
Yeah, ooh
(Wheezy outta here)

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
We gon’ wake yo’ dog up on that cash, huh (Brr)
Play I’ll put them demons on yo’ ass, huh
I got too much problems, don’t make me mad, huh (Don’t make me mad)
I’m too rich to send a hit, you better be glad, huh (Better be glad)
Deep down in them trenches, started up in extensions, (No)
Touch down in the clipboard, now we back in business (Business)
Pull up in my hood, these niggas be actin’ different (For what?)
They gon’ keep it cool ’cause we’ll rat them niggas
Huh, livin’ to die, nigga we dyin’ to live (Dyin’ to live)
Had to sacrifice my life just for my mom and kids (Mom and kids)
Beefin’ with some real killers, they at my momma crib
Turn me to a monster, gotta show you niggas what time it is, huh
I got a rush, now none of these niggas wanna hit me up (Boom boom boom)
I was taught to kill a real killer, and it’ll get you loved (Get you loved)
Fast game a nigga thirty years and he stuck (And he stuck)
Still prayin’ he don’t get me up, huh

[Chorus: Meek Mill]
We gon’ wake yo’ dog up on that cash, huh (Brr)
Send a message to ’em with no mask, huh (With no mask)
You don’t wanna see my lil’ nigga in yo’ grass, huh (In yo’ grass)
Hangin’ all out the window, swingin’ that Mac, huh (Straight up)
Pay you back, nigga gon’ pay you back (Pay you back) (21, 21)
Leave ’em with some real rich niggas that’ll get you wet (Get you what?)
We ain’t ever fittin’ with no nigga with like, “Where you at?” (21, 21)
Pay you back, niggas gon’ pay you back

[Verse 2: 21 Savage]
I can’t lie, I feel like John Wick with a stick (Straight up)
Bought a trap phone just to greenlight hit (Straight up)
All that talkin’ make that chopper give you lip filler (21)
I come from the six, where they kill killers (Straight up)
This AK got so many bodies I call it Charles Manson (Straight up)
We was tryna find a lick, y’all niggas was somewhere dancing (Bitch)
Them young niggas still had respect when they was broke, huh (God)
The whole city know that 21 gang got smoke, some
If you want a wack, it’s gon’ cost ten nickels (Fifty)
Bring a hundred racks, it could get done quicker (Quickie)
Desert Eagle bullets same size as a pickle (Straight up)
We could lie to opps and then we fuck all they sisters (On god)
All the guns I own got hollow tips in ’em (Straight up)
Nigga pick a side and you gon’ die in the middle (Lil’ bitch)
Dreamchaser shoot ’em wit’ the 38 through the pillow
Wish I rapped in the 90’s ’cause this 2k shit full of weirdos (Weirdos)

[Chorus: Meek Mill]
We gon’ wake yo’ dog up on that cash, huh (Brr)
Send a message to ’em with no mask, huh (With no mask)
You don’t wanna see my lil’ nigga in yo’ grass, huh (In yo’ grass)
Hangin’ all out the window, swingin’ that Mac, huh
Pay you back, nigga gon’ pay you back (Pay you back)
Leave ’em with some real rich niggas that’ll get you wet (Wet)
We ain’t ever fittin’ with no nigga with like, “Where you at?” (Where you whoo)
Pay you back, niggas gon’ pay you back, huh

[Verse 3: Meek Mill]
I’m like free all my young niggas that’s incarcerated (Free ’em)
See 20 mil by 32, I feel obligated (Yeah)
I say nigga don’t want no smoke, you ain’t no carburetor (Brr)
Try to kill me, I come right back, Arnold Schwarzenegger (Ha)
AP terminator (Terminator), gon’ make me burn a hater (Burn a hater)
No bitch shitted on me back then, I had to return the favor (Whoo)
I feel first night, I ain’t hit her back, and I don’t wanna fight
You can get it back, I ain’t beatin’ ’bout no dog hoe
Can’t find a bitch like Waldo
‘Cause she was tryna buy the bitch all though
Nigga this that Chanel money
This that so much work, if you get coach, you better not tell money
This that out yo’ league, I smell like Creed while buying smell money
Fly them bells in, right to your doorstep, that’s Mel money
Young bull did his first hit and he turnt up, huh
If gettin’ money was a sin nigga, I’d be burnt up, huh
If you know a nigga from back then, oh I was fucked up, huh
Get to playin’ fingers and they swingin’ through like a nunchuck (Gang)

[Chorus: Meek Mill]
We gon’ wake yo’ dog up on that cash, huh (Brr)
Send a message to ’em with no mask, huh (With no mask)
You don’t wanna see my lil’ nigga in yo’ grass, huh (In yo’ grass)
Hangin’ all out the window, swingin’ that Mac, huh (Boom boom boom)
Pay you back, nigga gon’ pay you back (Pay you back)
Leave ’em with some real rich niggas that’ll get you wet (Wet)
We ain’t ever fittin’ no nigga with like, “Where you at?” (Where you whoo)
Pay you back, niggas gon’ pay you back, ho


Rambo – Marty Baller feat. Rich The Kid lyrics


Lyrics Marty Baller – Rambo

None of you heard of that
None of you heard of that
I get herbal back
Smoking that herbal pack
None of you heard of that (Marty Baller)
Marty Baller, hello.(rambo)

Young nigga sixteen (Yeah)
Six five, sixteen (Yeah)
Niggas know what I mean (Yeah)
I know you ain’t heard of that (Yeah)
Young nigga going Rambo (Rambo)
Chopper loaded up the ammo (Ammo)
Desert Eagle with the camo (Camo)
Fifty hit him through his flannel (Yeah).

F*ck it, I’ma cop a Lambo (Lambo)
I just came up with some grams bro (Yeah)
I ain’t even let my fam know (Yeah)
I ain’t even let my mans know (Yeah)
‘Cause they will not understand (Understand)
Was broke and now I’m the man (Now I’m the man)
I had a better plan (I had a better plan)
I’m tryna’ cop me some land (Tryna’ cop me some land)
‘Cause I need a house (Nigga) versuri-lyrics.info
You keep running your mouth (Yeah)
I’ma rub on your spouse (Hello)
Then I’m kicking her out (Bye-bye)
Sour diesel got me lazy (Yeah)
Got me feeling so amazing (Uh)
Got me talking to you crazy (Whoa)
Got me acting like I’m brazy (Whoa)
I be tripping, I be dazy
Man this kush, it got me faded (Whoa)
Pick it up and I be aiming (Yeah)
Leave a nigga on the pavement (Yeah)
He was talking to me fly (He was talking to me fly)
Now you talking from the sky (Now you talking from the sky )
f*ck it, meet him when I’m there (f*ck it meet him when I’m there)
Tell that nigga I don’t care (Tell that nigga I don’t care).

Young nigga sixteen (Yeah)
Six five, sixteen (Yeah)
Niggas know what I mean (Yeah)
I know you ain’t heard of that (Yeah)
Young nigga going Rambo (Rambo)
Chopper loaded up the ammo (Ammo)
Desert Eagle with the camo (Camo)
Fifty hit him through his flannel (Yeah).

Pull up, I shoot like Rambo
I … your b*tch through the back door (b*tch)
I f*cked that hoe on the top floor (Ya)
Rollie it cost me a whole load (Load)
Counting that money, that blue cheese (Blue cheese)
Act right, on a four of the lean (Lean)
Won’t miss, got a scope and a beam
On her knees, she gon’ suck the whole team (What?)
All of my niggas we ready (We ready)
New Gucci, no guiseppes (Gucci)
Pop a pill now she ready (Ya)
I just wanna f*ck and .. (Ya)
Passed out on a bar (Lean)
Seventeen had a .. (Woo)
Ride with that chopper, I stay in that push to start.

Young nigga sixteen (Yeah)
Six five, sixteen (Yeah)
Niggas know what I mean (Yeah)
I know you ain’t heard of that (Yeah)
Young nigga going Rambo (Rambo)
Chopper loaded up the ammo (Ammo)
Desert Eagle with the camo (Camo)
Fifty hit him through his flannelll.
Marty Baller lyrics
Video Marty Baller


Marty Baller – Rambo (feat. Rich The Kid)


[Intro: Marty Baller]
None of you heard of that
None of you heard of that
I get herbal back
Smoking that herbal pack
None of you heard of that (Marty Baller)
Marty Baller, hello

[Hook: Marty Baller]
Young nigga sixteen (Yeah)
Six five, sixteen (Yeah)
Niggas know what I mean (Yeah)
I know you ain’t heard of that (Yeah)
Young nigga going Rambo (Rambo)
Chopper loaded up the ammo (Ammo)
Desert Eagle with the camo (Camo)
Fifty hit him through his flannel (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Marty Baller]
Fuck it, I’ma cop a Lambo (Lambo)
I just came up with some grams bro (Yeah)
I ain’t even let my fam know (Yeah)
I ain’t even let my mans know (Yeah)
‘Cause they will not understand (Understand)
Was broke and now I’m the man (Now I’m the man)
I had a better plan (I had a better plan)
I’m tryna’ cop me some land (Tryna’ cop me some land)
‘Cause I need a house (Nigga)
You keep running your mouth (Yeah)
I’ma rub on your spouse (Hello)
Then I’m kicking her out (Bye-bye)
Sour diesel got me lazy (Yeah)
Got me feeling so amazing (Uh)
Got me talking to you crazy (Whoa)
Got me acting like I’m brazy (Whoa)
I be tripping, I be dazy
Man this kush, it got me faded (Whoa)
Pick it up and I be aiming (Yeah)
Leave a nigga on the pavement (Yeah)
He was talking to me fly (He was talking to me fly)
Now you talking from the sky (Now you talking from the sky )
Fuck it, meet him when I’m there (Fuck it meet him when I’m there)
Tell that nigga I don’t care (Tell that nigga I don’t care)

[Hook: Marty Baller]
Young nigga sixteen (Yeah)
Six five, sixteen (Yeah)
Niggas know what I mean (Yeah)
I know you ain’t heard of that (Yeah)
Young nigga going Rambo (Rambo)
Chopper loaded up the ammo (Ammo)
Desert Eagle with the camo (Camo)
Fifty hit him through his flannel (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Rich The Kid]
Pull up, I shoot like Rambo
I [?] your bitch through the back door (Bitch)
I fucked that hoe on the top floor (Ya)
Rollie it cost me a whole load (Load)
Counting that money, that blue cheese (Blue cheese)
Act right, on a four of the lean (Lean)
Won’t miss, got a scope and a beam
On her knees, she gon’ suck the whole team (What?)
All of my niggas we ready (We ready)
New Gucci, no guiseppes (Gucci)
Pop a pill now she ready (Ya)
I just wanna fuck and [?] (Ya)
Passed out on a bar (Lean)
Seventeen had a [?] (Woo)
Ride with that chopper, I stay in that push to start

[Hook: Marty Baller]
Young nigga sixteen (Yeah)
Six five, sixteen (Yeah)
Niggas know what I mean (Yeah)
I know you ain’t heard of that (Yeah)
Young nigga going Rambo (Rambo)
Chopper loaded up the ammo (Ammo)
Desert Eagle with the camo (Camo)
Fifty hit him through his flannel (Yeah)


Kodak Black – Everything 1K


[Intro]
You know life ain’t tied with a bow but it’s still a gift though
Yeah life ain’t fair but it’s still good though
It’s a blessing just to be here
Everything 1K

[Hook]
I know you’re money hungry
Can’t wait ‘cause you ain’t eat all day
And you gon’ lose your mind if you don’t get a plate
I understand the ups and the downs, street niggas gon’ relate
It’s a struggle man, I’m with you all the way
This for all the soldiers fell victim to the system
Everyday that goes by they so close to losing faith
I got to thank god for everything
It’s a miracle how you’ll wake up and your dreams right in your face
Everything 1K

[Verse 1]
I woke up in the morning on a cold slab
How the hell I’m in a damn cell
I’m in jail taking cold baths
I went down the wrong path
Lil boy don’t go that way
You prolly won’t last
Before I had the fame I had the name
I earned my stripes like Adidas
Sliding base like I’m Derek Jeter
Growing up with no father, it’ll make you evil
How he gon’ learn to be a man when you ain’t never teach him?
Youngin’ can’t even read but he totin’ the Desert Eagle
Look how she left, I bet she told you she won’t never leave you
The same nigga was hating, I turned them to believers
I done made it through the rain and I ain’t called FEMA

[Hook]
I know you’re money hungry
Can’t wait ‘cause you ain’t eat all day
And you gon’ lose your mind if you don’t get a plate
I understand the ups and the downs, street niggas gon’ relate
It’s a struggle man, I’m with you all the way
This for all the soldiers fell victim to the system
Everyday that goes by they so close to losing faith
I got to thank god for everything
It’s a miracle how you’ll wake up and your dreams right in your face
Everything 1K

[Verse 2]
I probably thank god ‘cause without him who is me?
He unlocked my cell when they threw away the key
Jailbird, I was caged in, he came and set me free
I was just on the news, now I’m on MTV
Hurting ‘cause your people ate and you ain’t get a piece
Now you’re taking from your people plate ‘cause you just tryna eat
Grinding for a mil and I ain’t talkin’ ‘bout a combo
My mama need a crib, I been thinking ‘bout a condo
You nothing when you down, it’s crazy how people treat you
Come around now, you can’t even hit the reefer
I pray for all my youngins who done took the same route
Brother from the same struggle, cut from the same cloth

[Hook]
I know you’re money hungry
Can’t wait ‘cause you ain’t eat all day
And you gon’ lose your mind if you don’t get a plate
I understand the ups and the downs, street niggas gon’ relate
It’s a struggle man, I’m with you all the way
This for all the soldiers fell victim to the system
Everyday that goes by they so close to losing faith
I got to thank god for everything
It’s a miracle how you’ll wake up and your dreams right in your face
Everything 1K


Everything 1k – Kodak Black starring Danielle Bregoli lyrics


Lyrics Kodak Black – Everything 1k

You know life ain’t tied with a bow but it’s still a gift though
Yeah life ain’t fair but it’s still good though
It’s a blessing just to be here
Everything 1K.

I know you’re money hungry
Can’t wait ‘cause you ain’t eat all day
And you gon’ lose your mind if you don’t get a plate
I understand the ups and the downs, street niggas gon’ relate
It’s a struggle man, I’m with you all the way
This for all the soldiers fell victim to the system
Everyday that goes by they so close to losing faith
I got to thank god for everything
It’s a miracle how you’ll wake up and your dreams right in your face
Everything 1K.

I woke up in the morning on a cold slab
How the hell I’m in a damn cell
I’m in jail taking cold baths
I went down the wrong path
Lil boy don’t go that way
You prolly won’t last
Before I had the fame I had the name
I earned my stripes like Adidas
Sliding base like I’m Derek Jeter
Growing up with no father, it’ll make you evil
How he gon’ learn to be a man when you ain’t never teach him?
Youngin’ can’t even read but he totin’ the Desert Eagle
Look how she left, I bet she told you she won’t never leave you
The same nigga was hating, I turned them to believers
I done made it through the rain and I ain’t called FEMA.

I know you’re money hungry
Can’t wait ‘cause you ain’t eat all day
And you gon’ lose your mind if you don’t get a plate
I understand the ups and the downs, street niggas gon’ relate
It’s a struggle man, I’m with you all the way
This for all the soldiers fell victim to the system
Everyday that goes by they so close to losing faith
I got to thank god for everything
It’s a miracle how you’ll wake up and your dreams right in your face
Everything 1K.

I probably thank god ‘cause without him who is me?
He unlocked my cell when they threw away the key
Jailbird, I was caged in, he came and set me free
I was just on the news, now I’m on MTV
Hurting ‘cause your people ate and you ain’t get a piece
Now you’re taking from your people plate ‘cause you just tryna eat
Grinding for a mil and I ain’t talkin’ ‘bout a combo
My mama need a crib, I been thinking ‘bout a condo
You nothing when you down, it’s crazy how people treat you
Come around now, you can’t even hit the reefer
I pray for all my youngins who done took the same route
Brother from the same struggle, cut from the same cloth.

I know you’re money hungry
Can’t wait ‘cause you ain’t eat all day
And you gon’ lose your mind if you don’t get a plate
I understand the ups and the downs, street niggas gon’ relate
It’s a struggle man, I’m with you all the way
This for all the soldiers fell victim to the system
Everyday that goes by they so close to losing faith
I got to thank god for everything
It’s a miracle how you’ll wake up and your dreams right in your face
Everything 1K.
Kodak Black lyrics
Video 1k


Young Scooter – Diamonds Lyrics


[Intro: Young Scooter]
Yeah, haha
All these motherfucking diamonds turnt
All this Eliantte jewelry, count up

[Hook: Young Scooter]
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Rolex watch, diamond chain
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Petite Philipe and diamond chain
Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
Cocaine and diamond chains
Rolex watches and diamond rings

[Verse 1: Young Scooter]
Four diamond chains, four watches too
Lil Mexico one with the 44 crew
Protect came inside the Bentley coupe
I got 6 gold rings like pimping do
I’m iced out, Eliantte, my diamonds hitting hard like photoshoot
Bling-bling, I got cash money, no baby food
I ain’t never seen the drop
(?) ain’t shining when the lights out
I got bricks in the couch
Pounds in the kitchen, I sleep in the juug house
I put wings on bails, fly ’em to your hood nigga, count that check out
I throw diamonds in the pot, cool the dope off, a nigga get stressed out
I bought my jewelry off dope money, you bought your jewelry off show money
I’m my own boss nigga, I ain’t got no big homie
100 rats busting down the wrapper
I’m a real Lil Mexico trapper
Lil fake ass jewelry you niggas wearing, you rappers should be actors, Scooter

[Hook: Young Scooter]
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Rolex watch, diamond chain
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Petite Philipe and diamond chain
Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
Cocaine and diamond chains
Rolex watches and diamond rings

[Verse 2: Don Q]
I told Eliantte hold a Rollie for me
He said, “cool, you got 40 for me?”
I got these bitches tryna auction on me
Yeah I’m dripping and flossin, yeah I keep a faucet on me
They calling reporters on me
I cannot trust anybody that walk up on me
Be cautious homie
I see these robbers, they plotting, they want what’s on me
I’m still in the street but I move like a star
I shoot at my neighbors and move out tomorrow
Smoking on gorilla blue out the jar
Bubba always got that tool in the car
I met Scooter at the jewelry spot
I had to show that (?), I had to jewelry shop
In the X-53 with the ceiling drop
They don’t believe that is me so I peel the top
We get on the flight and we hung in PR with the killers at night
Who had the torch? You can’t sit at the light
And me and Boogie had a million in ice
This money, I made it myself
I will not hate on myself
That’s why I stay to myself
I pray for my enemies more than I pray for myself
Cause I keep the K on the shelf

[Hook: Young Scooter]
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Rolex watch, diamond chain
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Petite Philipe and diamond chain
Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
Cocaine and diamond chains
Rolex watches and diamond rings

[Verse 3: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
I called my homie Gunny
I told y’all to hold the Rollie for me
41 bezel, I’m only 20
Call me A Boogie, don’t call me lucky
I’m paid in full, you ain’t got no money
My diamonds shine bright like it’s always sunny
My diamonds come right out Eliantte
That petite Philipe, that’s 100 on me
If you reach, I teach, I go Curry on ’em
If the beat for me, I go dummy on it
Is it (?) or me, I’ma fuck ’em up
But if you eat the cheese, you an undercover
I don’t speak to D’s, I know better
When she off the E, the head is better
She gon’ reach for the F on my Fendi sweater
I don’t give a fuck, bitch I’m a GR letter
I went to Puerto Rico
Eliantte bought a kilo
I went underwater right when I put on the kilo
I look at my nigga Nemo
I walk in the store and I pull out a bunch of c-notes
Fuck up a nigga ego
Fly like a eagle, might pull out a Desert Eagle
I am (?) people, we was never equal

[Hook: Young Scooter]
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Rolex watch, diamond chain
Diamond chain, diamond chain
Petite Philipe and diamond chain
Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
Cocaine and diamond chains
Rolex watches and diamond rings