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[Intro: Ski Mask the God]
Ayy!
Haha, smoke
Water! Pussy bwoy, huh, at it
Bet, bet, bet, bet (look at it), bet
Look at it, look at it, at it!
Bet, bet (huh, huh, huh, huh, huh!)
Yuh (ayy!), yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh

1: Ski Mask The Slump God]
Diamonds on
So big it look like a
They tryna lock me in coop
Even if so I would the roof
Slick like I'm
Slick like a fork after used to ramen noodles
I'm on a hunt Attila the Hun or it's winter way
for caribou (water!)
Tryna bag me a bad and barbie boo
That be flipping like when I rendezvous
How I recycle money like déjà vu
This not on a Plane, this is Gucci on my suit
Whoops, I gave her sauce oops
We smoking, like a poop
I just sauce like whoops
I just spilled like, sauce like, sauce like, sauce like
Sauce, sauce,

[Chorus: Ski Mask The God]
I just sauce like whoops
We smoking, like a poop
Oops,
I spilled sauce like whoops
I just spilled sauce oops
We smoking, like a poop (water!)

[Verse 2: Lil
Diamonds, I like
Niggas hate me cause im this guap
it all on diamonds
Niggas with me when I was coming up but I'm on they hatin'
That make sense
We all money boy why is you tense
These up rappers be rinsed
Bentley or Benz, whichever I'm in, got a and her friends
I live for my enemies, pray for my
I beat bitch mouth, leave a child on her chin
Ring on my finger, times ten
Fuck with the kid if you lose friends
I just met the bitch and she me her xans
My bitch from Vienna, ain't 'bout [?]
I'm a rich nigga from the county
You a Blood, you don't bank bounty
Better ask your bitch how she found me
Keep young real all around me
I said cops, G-Wagon, truck stops
Got a big knot, ayy!

[Verse 3: Ferg]
Diamonds loop-de-loop (loop)
Hop in the coupe and (swoop)
You is a Juicy (fruit)
You don't got you fruit (money)
Hop on that track and (poop)
I'm that shit I'm the truth (truth)
Bustin' that mac out the (brr, hoh, hoh)
My got an attitude
Well I got a bag for you (yeah)
My is so magical
Make her disappear a spectacle (hooh)
I'ma hit 'em the Batman, uh (skrt)
Call me Bruce (yeah)
.45 make a nigga tap (right)
the Mac in the backpack

[Chorus: Ski the Slump God]
I just spilled sauce whoops
We smoking, smell like a
Oops,
I spilled sauce like whoops
I spilled sauce like oops
We smoking, like a poop

Ski Mask The Slump God]
I just spilled sauce whoops
We smoking, like a poop