Craft!

(Diamondz)

Me n wasted smokin pack in the backyard

Henny servin mid all these squares tryna act hard

Blacked out trip

Pants got a black heart

Talkin

He get smacked

He get smoked like a cigar

(henny)

Smokin on that cigar

Ya we smokin onna pack

Walk up inna neiman n

We blowin all the racks

She say that she miss me

I dont need her back

New archive yohji fit its all black

(diamonds) archive og yeah its number nine tho

Pull up to the scene bb on my waist gon blind hoes

All these bitches on my neck

Ion fuckin mind hoe

When i hit the stage nigga ima blow yo mind hoe

Ya I remember i was downbad
Now i got yo mama rent up on my dam bag
Cryindiamonds fuck i look like goin out sad
Pourin up a 4 throwin 4s n we smokin thraxx

(henny)

Pulled up she a bad bitch

No she cannot have it

I be in the stu whippin up makin magic ya these are my racks bitch u can't have it ur man fuckin shirt say savage

(wstdyth)

Now that life is but a dream

Takahashi on my jeans

Getting faded smoking tree

I get lost in LEDs

Wearing moncler for the breeze

Know the world ain’t what it seems

I don’t care tho making green

Nike gore tex on my feet

Rolling i’m rolling

That og pack

Know it’s potent

We out the back we be smoking

These magic rings got me frozen

I’m going

I’m too high i can’t hold it

Watch the veil unfolding

All we know is this moment