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Connie Diiamond
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(Ayo, Eight, this the beat for me)
Boom, boom, hold on
Huh, ayy
Boom, boom, hold on
Uh, huh
I need the money, the power, respect
Heard it's a party, you know I'ma flex
I got a normie, could never get left
Put one in her body and one in her neck
If you not an opp, just know that you blessed
I'm droppin' bodies, I put 'em to rest
Diggin' your grave, these niggas be minimum
Wage for thinkin' I owe them respect
So you better move, bitch
Tellin' you now, I ain't one to fool with
When they hit the coroner, we get to
Duckin' the D's, they airin' a news clip
Disturbin' the peace when we get to dumpin'
The heat, they softer than Cool Whip
I am litะต, these niggas don't mean
Nothin' to me, I'm scorin' you two-zip
Now, let's gะตt it, huh
Niggas be broke and they needy
Come in the spot and I'm doin' 'em greasy
Can't tell me nothin', they callin' me Jeezy
Nigga get life, he ain't wanna believe me
Fill him with hollows, they callin' me Sleepy
Call that boppin' and makin' them Z-Z
Gave 'em the drop, now a nigga won't leave me
Said them bitches is water, they Fiji, huh
Damn it, I make it look easy
I need the money like A$AP, Juvie, and VV
She wanna breed it like Riri
Niggas be wishin' they had me, get 'em with Jxmmi
Run up on me and it won't be a repeat
Word to Shyne, they'll catch 'em to Fiji
I'm sick and tired of keepin' it PG
Get your purse, I ain't throwin' no freebies
Huh, move bitch, all of my niggas'll boom (All of my hitters'll boom)
Cleanin' the plate, if they get to servin' the beef
We send them to Ruth's Chris (Send 'em to Ruth's Chris)
I be at the bank, I don't do nothin' for free
The ticket is ruthless (The ticket is ruthless)
Fuck what you think, we make it hot
Like degrees, you know how we do shit
Now, let's get it, huh
Move bitch, all of my niggas'll boom (All of my hitters'll boom)
Cleanin' the plate, if they get to servin' the beef
We send them to Ruth's Chris (Send 'em to Ruth's Chris)
I be at the bank, I don't do nothin' for free
The ticket is ruthless (The ticket is ruthless)
Fuck what you think, we make it hot
Like degrees, you know how we do shit
Now, let's get it, huh
Ayy, look, lil' nigga, loose one
That's why I just play 'em like track one
Ayy, we treat the K like a Nerf gun
But when that bitch spray, it ain't no fun
Big bar mommy, I'm Houston
Made six figures in one month
I just be spinnin' and spinnin'
I bought me a Porsche, but no, that ain't no pun
They say they want smoke, but ain't no blunt
Don't walk in the mall, but I pack some
This bitch say she harder than who?
That bitch must've went off the block for a coke run
Ask your ho, I'm a dope vibe
Need it all, hundreds, the blue kind
And I don't do drugs, I just spend his
You know what that mean, I don't blow mine
Fuck these hoes, I go both sides
I ain't never needed a cosign
Holes my jeans, they so tight
Fuck a nigga, mean it's they time
Bitches ain't seen me since my first
Drop, couldn't miss if I closed eyes
Niggas be foldin' for me, but I clean '
Em and leave 'em to dry like a clothesline
Let's get it, move bitch, all of my niggas is toothless
They eat the pussy like Mastro's, then give me they money to do shit
I be at the bank, I don't do nothin' for free, don't ask me to do shit
When I leave the house, I keep the
Burner on me, I hope niggas ain't stupid
Let's get it, huh
Huh, move bitch, all of my niggas'll boom (All of my hitters'll boom)
Cleanin' the plate, if they get to servin' the beef
We send them to Ruth's Chris (Send 'em to Ruth's Chris)
I be at the bank, I don't do nothin' for free
The ticket is ruthless (The ticket is ruthless)
Fuck what you think, we make it hot
Like degrees, you know how we do shit
Now, let's get it, huh
Move bitch, all of my niggas'll boom (All of my hitters'll boom)
Cleanin' the plate, if they get to servin' the beef
We send them to Ruth's Chris (Send 'em to Ruth's Chris)
I be at the bank, I don't do nothin' for free
The ticket is ruthless (The ticket is ruthless)
Fuck what you think, we make it hot
Like degrees, you know how we do shit
Now, let's get it, huh
Uh-huh, boom, boom
Uh-huh, boom, boom
Uh-huh, boom, boom
Uh-huh, boom, boom
Uh-huh, boom, boom (Oh my God)
Uh-huh, boom, boom
Uh-huh, boom, boom (Ben Diamond)
Gltt
Oh Lord
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