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lirik lagu on me – defaultsettingss

[intro]
yuh, yuh, huuuh

[chorus]
diamonds on me (yuh), diamonds they froze
diamonds on me (huuh), just like these hoes (yuh)
diamond on me (yuh), now i’m your bro (nah)
dont call me bro, dont call me bro
diamonds on me (yuh), diamonds they froze (froze)
diamonds on me (yuh), just like these hoes (hoes)
diamond on me (yuh), now i’m your bro (nah)
dont call me bro (huh), dont call me bro (huh) lil b-tch

[verse 1]
lil b-tch ima savage
run up yo bag call it baggage
she thought i was average
lit her up like matches
lit her up like matches lit her up like this
leave the fire its tragic keep sayin somethin
rather talk to hoes or something
dont call me bro or somethin
ima roll some dope or something
she want more pole or something
i want all the smoke or nuttin
she suck my soul im nuttin
i dont talk unless she tryna be a hoe or something
im going out while trappin out my f-cken city
ion give a f-ck no more lil nigha if you with me
your b-tch hit me up sending her t-tties
stop posting guns i know them sh-ts is bbs

[verse 2]
i’ve been coming up it’s been a long way
don’t give a f-ck just like kayne
i’m doin sh-t by myself my way
f-ck all of y’all im just getting paid
– bang bang sling that dope
crack ya head see the yolk
suck my d-ck its in your mouth and your throat
f-ck the system f-ck the hoes f-ck ya boss
turn around let’s see that salad toss
– p-ssy -ss b-tches won’t do anything, they all talk
almost felt sorry for you, g, got a soft spot
what’s that in your throat it’s my c-ck glock
– make it pop
– make it rain
– i’m insane
– i ain’t going leave and let my name die in vain
i ain’t goin die and let the fam feel the pain
i ain’t goin die and let my life down the drain

[verse 3]
these gl-sses are poured up
i spark it and burn up
running from chopas, who looken for close ups
always talking down on me
but now i’m popen off and you want a piece
it’s incredible money can do
my diamonds dancin, they blue
im never trippen bout the money i blew
i’m stacking bread like it’s new
but i don’t give a f-ck about you n-gga talking sh-t though
run up on me b-tch watch you get filled with lead hoe
b-tches grinding on my d-ck tryna make my head grow
why you always hating while i’m making all this bread blow

- defaultsettingss

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