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Diamond Test

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I can't sleep, tell the pharmacy that codeine's the answer Only smokin' 'Woods, I heard them Belmont's give you cancer Leanin' off codeine, SUV, it smell like Backwoods Got me talkin' backwards, haters call me lucky bastard Diamonds all on me, bitches see them diamonds dancin' Say she just a dancer, we know she mean go-go dancer Stealing gifts for Christmas, growin' up we never had none Grew up in the hood, so we ain't never seen no Santa These niggas rate my songs, ayy These bitches be playin' my songs, ayy Met a little ho on Sunday Bet I fuck the little bitch by Monday Don't need no fiancรฉ Need a Queen Bee, like Beyoncรฉ Say you wanna take my CMDWN check Well let's see what them guns say Stay with the glee in V.I.P Bitch, I don't care what the club say I got A.D.D., I'm always in and out the country Hoes was makin' fun of me, they see me now, they blown away Pull up to the (?), look at where ya got me, thought that nigga blinded me Nigga gonna take shit, rap about the same shit Difference is, you're lying Nigga why you lyin'? Why the fuck you lyin'? On Snapchat you be shinin', nigga know that's not his diamonds Nigga, why you lyin'? Why the fuck you lying? Diamond test, diamond test, everybody gettin' they diamonds checked Diamond test, diamond test, everybody gettin' they diamonds checked Diamond test, diamond test, everybody gettin' they diamonds checked Diamond test, diamond test, everybody gettin' they diamonds checked I can't sleep, tell the pharmacy that codeine's the answer Only smokin' 'Woods, I heard them Belmont's give you cancer Leanin' off codeine, SUV, it smell like Backwoods Got me talkin' backwards, haters call me lucky bastard Diamonds all on me, bitches see them diamonds dancin' Say she just a dancer, we know she mean go-go dancer Stealing gifts for Christmas, growin' up we never had none Grew up in the hood, so we ain't never seen no Santa Grew up in the hood, gave us guns, call it Santa I come from the streets where you gotta keep a tool and lead Bullets make you dancer, never had my hands up Momma made me go to school, another murder on campus We sell dope like '80s, young nigga the police hate me I sell shit like Macy's, I throw shit like Brady We them shooters, they on deck Your life go up for auction I'm locked in, loud pack got me coughin' Shoot shit, ayy, so often, catch an opp and off him My suwoo talkin' boxin', my dick, yo bitch, she jockin' Love dick in her cousin, some little bitch, she chuckin' Come in hittin' me on fuck shit, foreign cars, I get some bus slips Pull up and we buckin, my shooters steady, no lackin' My opps wanna buck, free my OG out the bucket I will never sin fourth quarter, I'm out here clutchin' Grippin', come 'round here we flip shit I can't sleep, tell the pharmacy that codeine's the answer Only smokin' 'Woods, I heard them Belmont's give you cancer Leanin' off codeine, SUV, it smell like Backwoods Got me talkin' backwards, haters call me lucky bastard Diamonds all on me, bitches see them diamonds dancin' Say she just a dancer, we know she mean go-go dancer Stealing gifts for Christmas, growin' up we never had none Grew up in the hood, so we ain't never seen no Santa