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diamonds - yotti lyrics

[chorus]
.38 special, twin hot sh*t out the f*ckin’ truck
why you tryna f*ck me and my diamonds?, now you f*cked up
went from rags to riches like i’m minin’, now i’m goin’ up
she can’t leave the 5, she a trophy like the world cup
hoppin’ out the box, i hit the flash like the solar flare
late night dope, in my sock, lil yotti got his share
freak ho, f*ck her in the 5, then she got a tear
don’t act like we ain’t pullin’ up, we pull up anywhere

[verse]
big gat, slide on your block with that big gat
i don’t give no f*ck about no rapper, where your b*tch at?
pull a homicide, that’s the blitz, but i’m gon’ send that
all i want’s your b*tch, want your ho boy, i hit that
swing that fully stick, out the car, it hit yo’ six pack
i don’t know why n*ggas bе acting hard like we ain’t with that
say twin, prada, hop out face you, pull up, switch attachеd
run him down and sing like bob marley, he ain’t comin’ back
opp pack, roll his dumbass up up in this grabba ‘wood
p*ssy boy, you on a false pact, can’t pull up through the hood
i hop at his face, the only time that i be feelin’ good
i been thinkin’ ’bout quittin’ the drugs and i know i should

- yotti lyrics

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