[Intro]
(Wake up, F1LTHY)
Yeah, Ø Way, yeah, Ø Way
Baow, baow, baow, ayy, it's bling, bling
It's there, nigga, bling
Wow, wow, wow, bling, wow, wow, wow
[Chorus: diamond*]
Wake up, get some fresh air (Air), wake up, put my diamonds on (Oh my God)
Pink and yellow in my chain, this shit look like Mardi Gras
I'm so rich, I need a damn—she wanna fuck just 'cause my money long
Black trucks sittin' outside the function, I'm tryna bring the models home
Real Atlanta nigga, make a freak bitch give me Georgia Dome
She gon' fuck the richest nigga, she tryna bring that money home
Pockets stuffed with provolone, that bullshit, I do not condone
I don't got shit for a dog, fetch yourself a motherfuckin' bone
[Verse 1: Tezzus]
Told her, "Watch your etiquuette, you're talkin' to a king, bitch"
I just bought my bitch some french tips with some lean, bitch
Hoes, they like my pimpin', zip-zip when I'm speakin'
I make my young ho say, "Yes, sir" when she speak to me
Pimpin' ain't dead, nigga, these niggas OG bitches
Why would I be mad 'bout one bitch? Nigga, I have three bitches
We gon' bust your head, turn it all white if ya keep dissin'
Kickdoor with this MAC, he go all white bangin' 3-6's
This ho, she want sex, she want Off-White, she want CC
Man, that shit in her pants, shit was aqua, made me drown
This shit go too fast, don't want problems, don't want beef with me
Nigga talk on diamond* we gon' pop out, we gon—blaow
[Verse 2: Yung Fazo]
I'm runnin' it up, 'cause when my brother come thorugh he got choppas around, bleh
I'm countin' it up, yeah, I'ma smoke on the dope, almost sent down a cow, bleh
I'm thumbin' it up, I'm really bleedin' this shit, We got any amount
Dollar Gang, me and my brothers come through, know we killin' 'em bad (Gang, Ø Way), bleh, bleh
Go pop that bean, you know I'll shake, bleh
I'ma go pop this Percocet, I take it to the face (Bleh)
No, I ain't pourin' no red, bitch, I need some fuckin' weed
I'm finna put it to bed, we fuck bad hoes out of spite
[Chorus: diamond*]
Wake up, get some fresh—
Wake up, get some fresh air (Air), wake up, put my diamonds on (Oh my God)
Pink and yellow in my chain, this shit look like Mardi Gras
I'm so rich, I need a damn—she wanna fuck just 'cause my money long
Black trucks sittin' outside the function, I'm tryna bring the models home
Real Atlanta nigga, make a freak bitch give me Georgia Dome
She gon' fuck the richest nigga, she tryna bring that money home
Pockets stuffed with provolone, that bullshit, I do not condone
I don't got shit for a dog, fetch yourself a motherfuckin' bone