Diamonds & Gold - Soulja Boy

You know what’s going on

Lean

I fuck up the pot with the bowl

I fuck up the pot with the bowl

I fuck up the pot with the bowl

I fuck up the pot with the bowl

I just want diamonds and gold

I just want diamonds and gold

I just want diamonds and gold

I just want diamonds and gold

I fuck up the pot with the bowl

Send it at all of my shows

Ten pounds on the low

I got them feel like

Pull up I’m flexing in Rari

Nigga I never say sorry

Snapped by the paparazzi

Put versace on my body

Who sipping

Who sipping

I come to the trap with banana clips

I let them pull up at you monkeys

You know I’ve been getting the money

You know that my jewels stay cold

Yeah I be coming and go

Fifty thousand for a show

I fuck up the pot with the bowl

I fuck up the pot with the bowl

I fuck up the pot with the bowl

I just want diamonds and gold

I just want diamonds and gold

I just want diamonds and gold

I just want diamonds and gold

Your bitch yeah she on me a lot

Maserati off the lot

Bandanna like I’m 2Pac

Running down town with two Glocks

Caught me one hundred shots

Stacking all under my gwop

Might have to check on the gwop

Fifty thousand boy I’m hot

In the hood I’m in the Lam

Stacking up cash fast as I can

get to the money I am

Let me get it, black that man

Pouring the lean mix the zan

Yeah yeah you know I’m the man

Your baby momma know I’m the man

Twenty thou', million rolls in my pocket

Fuck up the pot with the bowl

I fuck up the pot with the bowl

I fuck up the pot with the bowl

I fuck up the pot with the bowl

I just want diamonds and gold

I just want diamonds and gold

I just want diamonds and gold

I just want diamonds and gold

Woah