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[Intro]
Bling blaow, bling blaow
Bling blaow, bling blaow
Bling blaow, bling blaow
(Ayy, Brandon, man, why you do that?)
[Verse]
"How come all your jewelry always shinin'?"
That’s because these is real diamonds
Say you gettin' guap, boy, you be lyin'
I’m a Leo, I'm a lion
I put water on my chain so I'm glidin'
If it's not designer, we won't buy it
If I stand on my money, I'm like 9'6"
I just copped the ’Rari, I can’t drive it
I just copped the 'Rari, I can’t drive it
Paid four hunnid just to sit inside it
I just took a thirty on the night-ship
I got shooters lurkin' on the night-shift
Okay, uh, get that check, uh, yeah
All blue backs, uh, yeah
Spend them racks, uh, yeah
Now get it back, uh, yeah
Count that check, uh, yeah
I count in laps, uh, yeah
Big Maybach, yeah, drop the bag
Buy one more, uh, yeah
[?], uh, yeah
Why you bitchin'? Uh, yeah
Glock extended, uh, yeah
This a business, uh, yeah
Mind your business, uh, yeah
Like, this Bentley, uh, yeah
Not no bentley, uh
Bentley, not no bentley, rest in piece to Benny
Rest in piece to Chico, see me [?] 'bout no Benji
I can make hunnid million, yeah, a hunnid millions
I can show you how to dress, [?] way I’m drippin'
Way I'm drippin', bitch, I'm ballin' like the Pistons
In yo' crib, fuck your mistress, with my pistol
Hit that bitch so hard that I blew out her pistons
Man, I ain't trippin', this that real shit, not that written
Okay, long ol' bore on my weapon
Everything I can lease it
Whip it up in that kitchen, baby, like a chef, no bishop
Eat it up, eat it up, baby
On the table, do the deep-throat
He got clapped like [?]
I wanna see her chest, I might wet your t-shirt
Your had to do my research, I met you at senior
And you heard that I'm a baller, you know I don't [?]
You know I drive in big foreigns, we don't want no Beamers
You know that I don't want that watch, if it ain't don't got a new face
AP fully loaded, with that glass, look like a vase
[?] it look like a [?], wait
I don't even want that girl, then she come to me no waste
I was overseas eatin' croissants and the crepes
Diamonds all up in my face
"Lil Uzi, what you spend today?" (Yeah)
I'm rocking Off-White enough for the day
And my shoelaces are too laced (Okay)
We put the Molly in the lemonade
So we turn that to Minute Maid
I could never take no bands
I work too hard for my cake
I work too hard 'cause I'm real
You keep tryna impress the fake
Try to 'press me, you gon' 'press the fade
Ride with my chopper, get hit with the blade
None of these bitches, no, I cannot save
These niggas corny so they in the maize
Listen, I was the one with no cake
Nowadays, hundred-K right out the safe
'Member your girl she was creepin' out late
I fucked that girl in the face, oh, I took your girl on a date
She say, I make her feel great
When we talk about you, we don't hate
If you don't like me that's late, uh
If you don't like me that's hate, uh
Diamonds on my neck like a lake, yeah
Diamonds so big like Burj
Don't got my [?] 'bout this
My new closet, it look so big, it look like a vacant
Had to fill it up with Balmains and you name it
I got extra swag, I got extra flavors
This shit happened extra fast, I'm the one that made it
From the projects to a gated
Makin' movies with your girl, and all of them X-rated
[Outro]
You a motherfuckin'-
