Mike - Derek King, Oz Sparx

Reece, take 'em to church

Yeah, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

Uh, uh, uh

Woah-oh, woah, oh (Uh), woah

Diamonds, they hittin' like Mike

If you run up, then you losin' your life

We rob in the day, we shoot in the night

Shoot at your car, shoot at your bike

Shoot at your house, shoot at your wife

I’m in the clouds, I’m high as a kite

I got them pounds, I’m uppin' the price

Man down, I ain’t prayin' to Christ

Diamonds too bright, I can’t lay low

Call me a boss like I’m Nino

Bitches gon' do what I say so

They give me the mula, the pesos

Told her to keep all the change, oh (C'mon)

Maybe if you bad, buy you a chain, buy you a coat, yeah, uh

Murder the pussy, it’s a case closed

Show all the pictures, no names on it

Hop on that booty like Kangol

Got her geeked up like Fabo

I blow a bag if you ain’t know

Light too bright, chain glow

Bitch, if you bad, can’t say no

Snap of the finger like Thanos

Got a sweetie lil' bitch, think she icy

Fuck her from the back, do my Dougie, please don’t mind me

Pullin' on her tracks, she a freak like a Pisces

Don’t let all this R&B shit fool you, please don’t try me, yeah

Diamonds, they hittin' like Mike

If you run up, then you losin' your life

We rob in the day, we shoot in the night

Shoot at your car, shoot at your bike

Shoot at your house, shoot at your wife

I’m in the clouds, I’m high as a kite

I got them pounds, I’m uppin' the price

Man down, I ain’t prayin' to Christ

Man down, I ain’t prayin' to God

Teach you how to jugg, I’ll teach you how to rob

Niggas ain’t gangster, they talk to the cops

They killed my man and we stood on the block

I got them bands and I move the rock

Designer pants, designer socks

I’m off the Xans and I’m off the Wock'

Don’t give a damn, I’m around like the clock

Iron and the Six Deuce right on the stove

All of my niggas won’t bend and won’t fold

Sittin' in the trenches, my heart got cold

Still in the trenches, young nigga ten toes

They know a young nigga back on the road

Phew, and I still keep me a pole

I got that coke if you play with your nose

And my young niggas still movin' that dope

Diamonds, they hittin' like Mike

If you run up, then you losin' your life

We rob in the day, we shoot in the night

Shoot at your car, shoot at your bike

Shoot at your house, shoot at your wife

I’m in the clouds, I’m high as a kite

I got them pounds, I’m uppin' the price

Man down, I ain’t prayin' to Christ

Diamonds, they hittin' like Mike

If you run up, then you losin' your life

We rob in the day, we shoot in the night

Shoot at your car, shoot at your bike

Shoot at your house, shoot at your wife

I’m in the clouds, I’m high as a kite

I got them pounds, I’m uppin' the price

Man down, I ain’t prayin' to Christ