CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Futuristic Diamonds
(Fubu got that flame)
Woah
Water my diamonds, got Burberry, switch trunks
They with Marino designers, I mix 'em
The lean with codeine and the cream make it mixed up
Your diamonds not VV, they cloudy, can't fool us
Walkin' around and my diamonds won't splash
Cut out the lights 'cause I don't need a flash
Smoke and life power, I plug, why I'm smoke gang
I [?] some bub and he fell for the jackin'
I talk to my [?], they told me gettin' my bag
I got it, no option, no whip and protects
Your pockets gettin' skinny just like DJ Mustard
Proud of my move, no, I didn't rush it
You know it's a banger, I'm f**kin' with YG
me like it's my agreed
That lil' red, b*t*h, that be my [?]
We pull up for real, we don't do it for IG
like I'm Ally
Call the best, this b*t*h call a colleague
I get the top, you cannot ride me
Check it, we in coupe, that's a five piece, uh
I get so high 'til my eyes bleed
Smokin' this out with these sheets in the function, I find it
Get it, it's out from your bamba
OG in the Canon, I surf with a Honda
Hit my phone if you want some
I see the money, I run, run
I chill in the back of the Wraith with the currents
I need the private so I get my d**k sucked
I should've play poker, way I got my chips up
Purp' with the codeine, hell of a mix
Kickin' this door, this a stick up
This eight I be hittin', it's whippin' the sh*t up
Ice on my neck, now I'm led up
I still make the dropouts and makin' the pit up
Out on this forest, I chip up
Catch up in person, that n***a gon' b*t*h up (Uh)
Woah
Water my diamonds, got Burberry, switch trunks
They with Marino designers, I mix 'em
The lean with codeine and the cream make it mixed up
Your diamonds not VV, they cloudy, can't fool us
Walkin' around and my diamonds won't splash
Cut out the lights 'cause I don't need a flash
Smoke and life power, I plug, why I'm smoke gang
I [?] some bub and he fell for the jackin'
I talk to my [?], they told me gettin' my bag
I got it, no option, no whip and protects
Your pockets gettin' skinny just like DJ Mustard
Proud of my move, no, I didn't rush it
You know it's a banger, I'm f**kin' with YG
me like it's my agreed
That lil' red, b*t*h, that be my [?]
We pull up for real, we don't do it for IG
like I'm Ally
Call the best, this b*t*h call a colleague
I get the top, you cannot ride me
Check it, we in coupe, that's a five piece, uh
I get so high 'til my eyes bleed
Smokin' this out with these sheets in the function, I find it
Get it, it's out from your bamba
OG in the Canon, I surf with a Honda
Hit my phone if you want some
I see the money, I run, run
I chill in the back of the Wraith with the currents
I need the private so I get my d**k sucked
I should've play poker, way I got my chips up
Purp' with the codeine, hell of a mix
Kickin' this door, this a stick up
This eight I be hittin', it's whippin' the sh*t up
Ice on my neck, now I'm led up
I still make the dropouts and makin' the pit up
Out on this forest, I chip up
Catch up in person, that n***a gon' b*t*h up (Uh)
