nauseous - dcth4g lyrics
[intro]
huh, oh yeah, yeah, yeah
b*tch, huh, diamonds on my motherf*ckin’* (oh yeah, yeah yeah)
diamonds on my, yeah
diamonds on my, yeah
diamonds on my, yeah
diamonds on my sh*t, n*gga
[chorus]
yeah, diamonds my wrist, and my sh*t lookin’ flawless (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
diamonds my grill, it’s gon’ shine when i’m talkin
b*tch really on me whenever i’m walkin (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
gang finna slide on that n*gga, we walk him
stay goin’ up, i ain’t takin’ no losses (slide on that f*ck n*gga)
came with the gang, it’s a circle of bosses
i’m spinnin’ the block, n*gga, startin’ to get nauseous
[verse 1]
spinnin’ his block with the motherf*ckin’ glock
i stay in the drop, countin’ motherf*ckin’ guap
i stay with your b*tch, and shе really go brazy, she go in the back, and shе givin’ me top (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
you talk ’bout that money, that sh*t never stop
yeah, that n*gga can’t slide, yeah, the sh*t gettin’ locked
yeah, my diamonds too clean, but they ain’t gettin’ mopped
i’m gon’ run up that money, but i know you not
yeah, your b*tch, that hoe, she a thot
got all of these racks when i walk in the spot
that sh*t lookin’ crazy, you can’t even believe it
that glock in the back, got that f*ck*n*gga bleedin
got diamonds, my wrist
i got diamonds, my t**th
i got all of these diamonds, this sh*t really leakin
i call up your b*tch, fly her in for the weekend
i jump on a jet, and i really start geekin
that n*gga get checked, that n*gga, he tweakin
i get me a check, i’m motherf*ckin’ greenin’ out
your b*tch in the back, and i eat her out
that glock in the back, got a beam on it
she up in my bed, and that hoe finna dream on it
all of these stacks, i’ma motherf*ckin’ lean on it
sippin’ that drink, i ain’t puttin’ no lean in it
goin’ so fast, i ain’t gettin’ no speed ticket, b*tch
[chorus]
yeah, diamonds my wrist, and my sh*t lookin’ flawless (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
diamonds my grill, it’s gon’ shine when i’m talkin
b*tch really on me whenever i’m walkin (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
gang finna slide on that n*gga, we walk him
stay goin’ up, i ain’t takin’ no losses (slide on that f*ck n*gga)
came with the gang, it’s a circle of bosses
i’m spinnin’ the block, n*gga, startin’ to get nauseous
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