diamonds lyrics – chief keef

(feat. french montana)

[hook: chief keef]
i swear my diamonds are so blinding please don’t look at my wrist
i bet i could take your b*tch
that boy jewellery looking bleary like who sold him that sh*t
they say i ain’t getting money well who told them that sh*t
ok your b*tch she like my diamonds and the cars that i ride
or she might just like my style or its the squad that behind me
i don’t know but she gone go cause my pockets on swole
i just walk up in the mall then i buy the whole store

[verse 1: chief keef]
i know my diamonds looking blinding please don’t look at my wrist
my young n*gg*s shoot your face if you think about taking my sh*t
10k for my ears 20k for my wrist
you ain’t f*cking me for free b*tch 20k for my d*ck
catch you slipping scottie pippin one phone call and you hit
i just get these b*tches numbers i don’t call i forget
and i’m riding in them foreigns ima ride off st.lawrence
i’mma ride on brick squad catch a n*gg* i’m scoring

[hook]

[verse 2: french montana]
them people calling, right back to balling
you got a bad batch to much baking on it
right back on the stove, right back to them shows
right back to my b*tches, your advance is my clothes
i’m whipping it, i triple it
shorty pop a molly then she wiggle it
putting orders, you telling stories
casino life hard rock n*gg* put in all this

[hook]

/ chief keef lyrics