
letra de carmelo - diamond* (2)
[intro]
can i get some water?
gotta keep this sh-t going
elle, adore, diamond
(project)
[verse]
i’m sharing percocets with my new b-tch, she tryna f-ck till the morning
i was just walking the streets with no mission, now i just hop in a foreign
i’m having thoughts, bout’ leaving my b-tch, cuz this sh-t get way too boring
i hit the hood, i’m shocking the kids, they ain’t seen a whip with the doors up
i’m not with that talking, that internet dissing, play with my gang you get hit up
she don’t do no talking, she just eat that d-ck, i give that lil’ thot hoe some hiccups
i f-cked that b-tch, it was only one time, now i run through her mouth like a river
sometimes the drank just be hugging my heart, but i know it’s bad for my liver
i’m mixing three different drugs in my cup, this sh-t kind of looks like some skittles
the baguettes that’s f-cked up all up on my neck, it sounds like i’m pouring some cereal
i’m mixing louis and gucci, could burn a young n-gga, cuz my swag imperial
she wanna f-ck on the kid when the moon is full, yea my hoe so spiritual
[verse 2]
i’m sharing percocets with my new b-tch, she tryna f-ck till the morning
i was just walking the streets with no mission, now i just hop in a foreign
i’m having thoughts, bout’ leaving my b-tch, cuz this sh-t get way too boring
i hit the hood, i’m shocking the kids, they ain’t seen a whip with the doors up
in the back of the maybach, just blowing our kisses
probably with two or three b-tches
just thinking bout’ how i made it this far, cuz i’m just a kid from the trenches
we turn a chop to a fully, lil’ [?] had just pulled up with too many switches (oh my god)
we turning nothing to something, then hop in the streets and stop all that b-tching
[verse 3]
h-llo, i just f-cked the b-tch from the ghetto
when she shaking, it looks like some jell-o
i was stuck in new york like carmelo
i f-ck on bad b-tches, i don’t settle
and the percocet keep me too mellow
in the foreign, i don’t ride no metro
if she boring, i just gotta let go
[outro]
i’m sharing percocets with my new b-tch, she tryna f-ck till the morning
i was just walking the streets with no mission, now i just hop in a foreign
i’m having thoughts, bout’ leaving my b-tch, cuz this sh-t get way too boring
i hit the hood, i’m shocking the kids, they ain’t seen a whip with the doors up
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