Lyrics Don Toliver – Diamonds
Text:
You know pressure make diamonds (Yeah)
Rollie on my wrist, perfect time (Uh huh)
Dreams of havin’ bitches menagin’ (Uh huh)
Foreign car parked in the driveway (Skrt)
Rollie on my wrist, perfect time (Yeah)
Dreams of havin’ bitches menagin’ (Uh huh)
Foreign car parked in the driveway (Skrt)
Yeah, it’s what I’m made for
And what you suckers gettin’ paid for?
Drive that coupe, hit that old school Chevy
Thirty-five hundred on your head, come test me
Live around the corner just to fuck with my ese
Call me Donny Burn when I’m down in the LA
Runnin’ up the motherfuckin’ money like a relay
First things first, get the pack and I concentrate
You know pressure make diamonds (Yeah)
Rollie on my wrist, perfect time (Uh huh)
Dreams of havin’ bitches menagin’ (Uh huh)
Foreign car parked in the driveway (Skrt)
You know pressure make diamonds (Uh huh)
Rollie on my wrist, perfect time (Yeah)
Dreams of havin’ bitches menagin’ (Uh huh)
Foreign car parked in the driveway (Skrt)
Drop off Sarah to go pick up Lisa
She a bad bitch, she always had a visa
Oh Michelle, sexy señorita
Girl, I know Simone got ass for no reason
I did it all in 34 seasons
Baby, I’m sorry, I can’t leave ya
Five, six bitches all naked in my home, dog
You know pressure make diamonds (Yeah)
Rollie on my wrist, perfect time (Uh huh)
Dreams of havin’ bitches menagin’ (Uh huh)
Foreign car parked in the driveway (Skrt)
You know pressure make diamonds (Uh huh)
Rollie on my wrist, perfect time (Yeah)
Dreams of havin’ bitches menagin’ (Uh huh)
Foreign car parked in the driveway (Skrt)
