dcth4g - nauseous lyrics
[intro]
huh, oh yeah, yeah, yeah
b+tch, huh, diamonds on my motherf+ckin’+ (oh yeah, yeah yeah)
diamonds on my, yeah
diamonds on my, yeah
diamonds on my, yeah
diamonds on my sh+t, n+gga
[chorus]
yeah, diamonds my wrist, and my sh+t lookin’ flawless (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
diamonds my grill, it’s gon’ shine when i’m talkin
b+tch really on me whenever i’m walkin (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
gang finna slide on that n+gga, we walk him
stay goin’ up, i ain’t takin’ no losses (slide on that f+ck n+gga)
came with the gang, it’s a circle of bosses
i’m spinnin’ the block, n+gga, startin’ to get nauseous
[verse 1]
spinnin’ his block with the motherf+ckin’ glock
i stay in the drop, countin’ motherf+ckin’ guap
i stay with your b+tch, and shе really go brazy, she go in the back, and shе givin’ me top (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
you talk ’bout that money, that sh+t never stop
yeah, that n+gga can’t slide, yeah, the sh+t gettin’ locked
yeah, my diamonds too clean, but they ain’t gettin’ mopped
i’m gon’ run up that money, but i know you not
yeah, your b+tch, that hoe, she a thot
got all of these racks when i walk in the spot
that sh+t lookin’ crazy, you can’t even believe it
that glock in the back, got that f+ck+n+gga bleedin
got diamonds, my wrist
i got diamonds, my t++th
i got all of these diamonds, this sh+t really leakin
i call up your b+tch, fly her in for the weekend
i jump on a jet, and i really start geekin
that n+gga get checked, that n+gga, he tweakin
i get me a check, i’m motherf+ckin’ greenin’ out
your b+tch in the back, and i eat her out
that glock in the back, got a beam on it
she up in my bed, and that hoe finna dream on it
all of these stacks, i’ma motherf+ckin’ lean on it
sippin’ that drink, i ain’t puttin’ no lean in it
goin’ so fast, i ain’t gettin’ no speed ticket, b+tch
[chorus]
yeah, diamonds my wrist, and my sh+t lookin’ flawless (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
diamonds my grill, it’s gon’ shine when i’m talkin
b+tch really on me whenever i’m walkin (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
gang finna slide on that n+gga, we walk him
stay goin’ up, i ain’t takin’ no losses (slide on that f+ck n+gga)
came with the gang, it’s a circle of bosses
i’m spinnin’ the block, n+gga, startin’ to get nauseous
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