Diamonds give a bitch a headache (Shoo)
Switchin’ lanes, I’m scarin’ the bitch
Damn near tearin’ the bitch
Me and my bitch, we sharin’ the bitch
Uh, I done ran around fifty men, I feel like Ric Flair in this bitch (Hoo)
Ain’t got a care in this bitch
They up it on me, I’m darin’ the bitch (Blrrt)
Pretty ass ho pouring up my drink, I just stared at the bitch (Phew)
I got seven homes filled with clothes, Sauce on the way in this bitch (Yeah)
I ain’t talkin’ ’bout no TV shows when I say I got Bear in this bitch (Uh-huh)
I had to figure it out the hard way, no, I don’t care, lil’ bitch (Skeet)
Ayy, I never talk shit online, but check it in real life, I’ll never struggle again (Woo)
I done helped out my mans
I put my mom in a brand new Benz
Niggas is grown with they bitch, askin’ for pics like a fan
You my dawg, I’ll do what I can
Brand new fishbowl, look like Saran
Not my type, I’ma still smash

Lil Yachty Ft Veeze – Sorry Not Sorry

Rich off rap, I still trap
Ain’t no pressure, nigga, I’m still relaxed
Still slime, still finesse
I’m so rich, when I cheat on my bitch, she still gon’ take me back
I can talk that shit but backin’ it up, that’s what I’m better at
Pull up in the Wraith, the seats so orange, look like a leather crab
Pull up in the Wraith, the seats so orange, look like a Hermès bag
Kiss your bitch good-bye, she come with us, ’cause she ain’t even comin’ back
Gettin’ high like Scarface, smokin’ dope inside a bubble bath
Many men wish death on me, one button, I can get many men dead (Blrrt)
I put you on, I could take you out, get that shit through your head (Oh)
I-T-S U-S around the globe, think all these niggas fed (Us)
I don’t give no fuck, I’m with whatever, however they wanna play it (Ooh)
Like Bam Bam, I went through the flame, I met the bitch at the Bodega (Huh)
Took the bitch out to Bottega (Huh), big stick on me like Al-Qaeda (Slatt)
My brothers keep a hottie, bitch, it’s up if you say no questions either
Hope no ho think I need her
I’m still mad at Bieber