It’s a strap on my lap, best believe I'm a blaster Cold on my neck it's a diamond disaster She mad that i smashed and no hezi i passed her She said that she loved me i didn’t even doubt her Run to the money my step moving faster Family still matter and carl ain't the caster Making cheese put the p in that pasta I’m not a lame, i’m a g and a rasta Don’t trust a soul i rely on my blaster He slimin' me out so he seeing my blaster He scared of the gang, he can tell that we blasters If i hit you with this you gon need more than plaster You hollywood fake, i can tell you an actor She not from toronto no she not a raptor She sucking my dick and i’m clutching my blaster Oh yeah How you gon flex like this, How u gon flex like thatt 78 on wrist, I gotta make it back Yeah i gotta invest in several amenities She claim he my son yeah she on that billie jean A militant soldier ohh i’m so dilligent Said to my lawyer whats brackin' wit dividends She claiming I'm cheating but dont got no evidence And she slut so you know that I'm outta there These not the nerds yeah got the buffs in here Step in the party they know that a don in there I cannot lose to an L, so i cannot lose to yo nigga baby I cannot go to hell, 777 i'm an angel baby Figured it out by myself, never needed your help baby You put your heart on a shelf, I cannot read your heart baby And i got a glock by my belt, but i need to protect my heart baby And i got to the end by myself, so i’m begging please don’t start baby Do di ti do, yeah i toot that thing up Wonder when i’m gonna stop Know that i’ll never give up Know that i’m going to the top yeah Diamonds they dance on my arm yeah I f*ck that bitch in the park yeah It’s a strap on my lap, best believe I'm a blaster Cold on my neck it's a diamond disaster She mad that i smashed and no hezi i passed her She said that she loved me i didn’t even doubt her Run to the money my step moving faster Family still matter and carl ain't the caster Making cheese put the p in tha pasta I’m not a lame, i’m a g and a rasta Don’t trust a soul i rely on my blaster He slimin' me out so he seeing my blaster He scared of the gang, he can tell that we blasters If i hit you with this you gon need more than plaster You hollywood fake, i can tell you an actor She not from toronto no she not a raptor She sucking my dick and i’m clutching my blaster Oh yeah Shawty not meg, but she think she a savage I swear on my soul that she wasn’t a bad bitch Got green in my pockets, they thinking it’s cabbage Can’t wife that girl yeah she come with the baggage I rep the gang you can tell that i’m slatted Shout out B Squared, i can tell that he gangin' Aw yeah, aw yeah, aw yeah, aw yeah, aw yeah That’s what she say when she banging And that’s how my diamonds be dancing Yeah that’s how my diamonds be dancing And diamonds tney teaching em lesson But swear that i’m quitting the flexing Third eye open, third eye open, they think i’m illuminati Fucking on a bad bitch slow and swear that she from maui I promise you that i’m the best i wonder why they doubt me I’m making music with my chest yeah you cant try clown me Ridin round in circles, i believe i broke my psyche And yeah i knew i’d be right here i promise you i’m psychic