Lyrics
Got stones on my neck Got diamonds on my wrist
Nigga get crushed up bout this shit Pressi we pressed the boy for his wrist
The stick made him dance like he at vivide I pop my shit you hear me
5k for a earring (5k for one earring) And I got two piercings
And Nigga I'm a drank killa
I don't pour this shit up in no root beer Kissed her fell in love with triss When I come off the hip ya hit
And ya diamonds ain't nun Im Teyna its that bullshit Been told ya your nun
You come round this hood we gone stamp you in it
Pick up my phone first thing, I say What you want you come get it Swag bag 50/50
Swag and gas 50/50 Slime him out its 50/50
Slime him out it's kinda tricky Slime him out weon use no tissue Slime him told him xan did it
And the way the stick get to hitting it like flaaaat It sound like a band hittin
And my bitch don't call me she know I get mean she know when that xan hitting And I really pour triss no green I ain't een that nigga
I aint no 10 dollar nigga I am a 250 nigga
Got stones on my neck Got diamonds on my wrist
Nigga get crushed up bout this shit Pressi we pressed the boy for his wrist
The stick made him dance like he at vivide I pop my shit you hear me
5k for a earring (5k for one earring) And I got two piercings
And Nigga I'm a drank killa
I don't pour this shit up in no root beer Kissed her fell in love with triss When I come off the hip ya hit
And ya diamonds ain't nun Im Teyna it's that bullshit Been told ya your nun
You come round this hood we gone stamp you in it