Hey, hey, hey
Rock out with these diamonds
Watch on, perfect timing (Yeah)

Rock out with these diamonds
Watch on, perfect timin´
I can´t feel my eyelids
I´m up ain´t no reclinin´
Fashion, I´m flashing, I´m blindin´ these folks (Yeah)
Bitch I ain´t no lame, I know to never trust these hoes (Yeah)
When they see that green they know a nigga tryna go (Yeah)
Bitch I hit that green, they know a nigga tryna score (Yeah)
Every time I hit the scene I pull up with some dough (Yeah)
Diamonds in my fuckin´ teeth, got pointers, I got stones
(Yeah)

(Yeah)
I can´t feel my legs (Go), I can´t feel my head (Go)
Say "she wanna stay" (Stay), bitch called it a day (Day)
Shot my shot, D-Wade (Yeah), she just want the cake (Yeah), yeah
And she just me for these racks, pull up, windows tinted black, told the driver, "Pull ´round back"
Rockstar lifestyle, yeah that´s that (Yeah)
Bad bitch, she don´t even know how to act (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Runnin´ up racks like a nigga run track
??? run through shit so they got to leave a nigga ???
Puttin´ the keys in the Track´ and then I´m going over the map (Yeah, skr)

I couldn´t even hate on these niggas, they mention my name in they cap (Yeah)

Rock out with these diamonds
Watch on, perfect timin´ (What)
I can´t feel my eyelids
I´m up ain´t no reclinin´
Fashion, I´m flashing, I´m blindin´ these folks (Yeah; Woah)
Bitch I ain´t no lame, I know to never trust these hoes (Yeah)
When they see that green they know a nigga tryna go (Yeah)
Bitch I hit that green, they know a nigga tryna score (Yeah)
Every time I hit the scene I pull up with some dough (Yeah)
Diamonds in my fuckin´ teeth, got pointers, I got stones

(Yeah)

Go (Yeah)
Go (Yeah)
Go (Yeah)
Go (Yeah)
Go (Yeah)
Go (Yeah)
Go (Yeah)
Go (Yeah)

Okay, we in the field
Making plays for real
I just hopped out of the black truck
I went down now I´m back up

Get off me, back up
Know the money make her act up
And I´m ballin´ like a athlete
Runnin´ shit up like a track meet (Woah)

Shots like I´m Iverson, oh no we not like them (Yeah)
Worried ´bout none (Yeah), she wanna have fun (Yeah)
Said fuck it we young, last year that wasn´t nothin´ crazy
Lil´ mami you way too enticin´ and I´m tryna hit it like Tyson
Watch out, I know where they hidin´ as soon as I wake up
Look at my earrings again, yeah, I need my dividend, pay up
I went and scored on the 50, huh, yeah, that was a layup

I wanna know if you´re with me, yeah, bitch you gotta say sum´

Okay, we in the field
Making plays for real
I just hopped out of the black truck
I went down now I´m back up
Get off me, back up
Know the money make her act up
And I´m ballin´ like a athlete
Runnin´ shit up like a track meet (Woah)

Yeah (Do it), yeah (Do it), yeah (Do it)
Yeah (Do it), yeah (Do it)
Yeah, yeah, yeah