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[Intro: East]
You
Uh, bad, go everyday
A lot of money, yeah, uh
A lot of jewelery, I look a check nigga
Ay, ay, ay, ay

1: Dave East]
Whip up a 8-ball milk
Tryna take my chain and get
They talk like gangster not built
I jump out the wraith off a
I fuck your bitch, I don't her (never)
I dont know how I failed to her (I don't)
I'm on some shit, a tissue
.50 my clip for the
I drag the bag a marching band
Sticks and drums, is you
Where I am from, we tat the on us
Get a gun a run
I always knew money would
Bring bitch over, get all up in her guts
I'm kickin shit like I
I switching my bitch like every
I be with and with crips
In love with the avenue, the strip
out the wagon, got hunnids to get
Play 21 Savage, while your bitch
Wake up, and go take a
I'm drunk off Champagne, and I'm shrimp
It ain't hard to notice I'm rich, I had a that we all hit a lick

[Chorus: East]
Diamonds all on me, I with a pistol
I don't want no issues, I look like a
I'm at the bank, 'bout to make a
I know that they plottin', I look a check
I'm in Givenchy, Louis and
I run up in them dollars, I look like a
All my niggas gon' work for check
Keep at paper, my eyes on a check
Diamonds all on me, I walk a pistol
I don't want no issues, I like a check
I'm at the bank, 'bout to make a
I know that they plottin', I look a check
I'm in Givenchy, and Prada
I run up in dollars, I look like a check
All my young gon' work for check
Keep at paper, my eyes on a check

[Verse 2:
Offset!....
Bullets send them a message
Got lil' barbies sittin' all in my section
Water on my cross, on my like i'm a Reverend
Tie up my shoes, little bitch you a
Yeah, the freakazoid piece got it
I get the AP, i'm to go bust it
Yeah, told me watch the suckers
You got the check, now let niggas pluck you
done die now i'm cover
Still having dreams, on the swings with my
I want [?] and commas
You don't see why I've been all summer
On the narcotics then turn to a
200k for the Jet, go to
Do what I say, the K out the Hummer
Servin' the yay out my dungeon
I got the bag lil hoe
Diamonds looking the [?]
[?] for the cash, hello
Finesse a nigga with the swag, I
I get the paper, smooth
Saw you in a booth, full of
in the coupes now or later
Taking off my now or later

Dave East]
Diamonds all on me, I with a pistol
I don't want no issues, I like a check
I'm at the bank, 'bout to make a
I know that they plottin', I look like a
I'm in Givenchy, Louis and
I run up in them dollars, I like a check
All my young gon' work for check
Keep at paper, my eyes on a check
Diamonds all on me, I walk with a
I don't want no issues, I look a check
I'm at the bank, 'bout to make a
I that they plottin', I look like a check
I'm in Givenchy, and Prada
I run up in them dollars, I look a check
All my niggas gon' work for check
Keep lookin' at paper, my eyes on a

3: Dave East]
I had no Audemar or no Rollie, when I nothin' else like my Patek
I got a chance to get all of these
Got no time for chillin', I up like next
And I had an uncle that used to get Uptown
He used to me get fresh
I had on Gucci, I could tell you what it was
And I had it on in the
I'm like I when to rest
Gucci blew, I want a jet for diamonds, we your neck
My on naked bitches combine with Gabana and Dolce, it feel like the best
I'm in Bal Harbour with back-ends, I might get head a fat friend
If we don't know you, we texting
I'm from New York, she my accent
I remember I was trappin', duct another package
You like it couldn't happen, fuck nigga, you just rappin'
I know some demons, I'm a
Molly and got them
compare, I'm not no average
Bitches staring, I'm flashing

[Chorus: Dave
Diamonds all on me, I walk a pistol
I don't want no issues, I look a check
I'm at the bank, 'bout to a deposit
I know that plottin', I look like a check
I'm in Givenchy, and Prada
I run up in them dollars, I look like a
All my young gon' work for check
Keep lookin' at paper, my on a check
Diamonds all on me, I with a pistol
I don't no issues, I look like a check
I'm at the bank, to make a deposit
I know that they plottin', I look like a
I'm in Givenchy, and Prada
I run up in them dollars, I look like a
All my young niggas work for check
Keep lookin' at paper, my eyes on a