Diamond Test - CMDWN, Ca$tro Guapo, Pressa

I can’t sleep, tell the pharmacy that codeine’s the answer

Only smokin' 'Woods, I heard them Belmont’s give you cancer

Leanin' off codeine, SUV, it smell like Backwoods

Got me talkin' backwards, haters call me lucky bastard

Diamonds all on me, bitches see them diamonds dancin'

Say she just a dancer, we know she mean go-go dancer

Stealing gifts for Christmas, growin' up we never had none

Grew up in the hood, so we ain’t never seen no Santa

These niggas rate my songs, ayy

These bitches be playin' my songs, ayy

Met a little ho on Sunday

Bet I fuck the little bitch by Monday

Don’t need no fiancé

Need a Queen Bee, like Beyoncé

Say you wanna take my CMDWN check

Well let’s see what them guns say

Stay with the glee in V.I.P

Bitch, I don’t care what the club say

I got A.D.D., I’m always in and out the country

Hoes was makin' fun of me, they see me now, they blown away

, look at where ya got me, thought that nigga blinded me

Nigga gonna take shit, rap about the same shit

Difference is, you’re lying

Nigga why you lyin'?

Why the fuck you lyin'?

On Snapchat you be shinin', nigga know that’s not his diamonds

Nigga, why you lyin'?

Why the fuck you lying?

Diamond test, diamond test, everybody gettin' they diamonds checked

Diamond test, diamond test, everybody gettin' they diamonds checked

Diamond test, diamond test, everybody gettin' they diamonds checked

Diamond test, diamond test, everybody gettin' they diamonds checked

I can’t sleep, tell the pharmacy that codeine’s the answer

Only smokin' 'Woods, I heard them Belmont’s give you cancer

Leanin' off codeine, SUV, it smell like Backwoods

Got me talkin' backwards, haters call me lucky bastard

Diamonds all on me, bitches see them diamonds dancin'

Say she just a dancer, we know she mean go-go dancer

Stealing gifts for Christmas, growin' up we never had none

Grew up in the hood, so we ain’t never seen no Santa

Grew up in the hood, gave us guns, call it Santa

I come from the streets where you gotta keep a tool and lead

Bullets make you dancer, never had my hands up

Momma made me go to school, another murder on campus

We sell dope like '80s, young nigga the police hate me

I sell shit like Macy’s, I throw shit like Brady

We them shooters, they on deck

Your life go up for auction

I’m locked in, loud pack got me coughin'

Shoot shit, ayy, so often, catch an opp and off him

My suwoo talkin' boxin', my dick, yo bitch, she jockin'

Love dick in her cousin, some little bitch, she chuckin'

Come in hittin' me on fuck shit, foreign cars, I get some bus slips

Pull up and we buckin, my shooters steady, no lackin'

My opps wanna buck, free my OG out the bucket

I will never sin fourth quarter, I’m out here clutchin'

Grippin', come 'round here we flip shit

I can’t sleep, tell the pharmacy that codeine’s the answer

Only smokin' 'Woods, I heard them Belmont’s give you cancer

Leanin' off codeine, SUV, it smell like Backwoods

Got me talkin' backwards, haters call me lucky bastard

Diamonds all on me, bitches see them diamonds dancin'

Say she just a dancer, we know she mean go-go dancer

Stealing gifts for Christmas, growin' up we never had none

Grew up in the hood, so we ain’t never seen no Santa