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Money is the root of all evil

These diamonds on my neck will make a bad bitch leave ya

I’m clutchin all in school, with my tool fuck a teacher

You niggas getting weaker, y’all hating from the bleachers

Diamond the Patek

Baby come and give me neck

My niggas aiming at your neck

So ain’t no need to wear a vest

All my shooters know it’s death

So you can’t hear us when we step

And we ridin' with a teck make a nigga call the ref

Uh, I done threw the doors up

This bitch feel like a jet

Got some bitches out in Laudy tryna fuck me for the jwet

That nigga tweetin' then he dead

Give a fuck about what he said

Grab a sprite up out the store and I’m turn that candy red

Uh, hello nice to meet ya, these bullets want to greet ya

Got keys like Alicia

Got lean by the liter

She ain’t let you fuck cause I guess we 2 different people

I be smoking opps, I don’t know nothing about no reefer

When we spin they block had to throw away the chop

Can do magic with the dope, turn sand into rock

Fell in love with her throat, I just like it when she slobs

You would think a nigga fishing how I hop out with that rod

Money is the root of all evil

These diamonds on my neck will make a bad bitch leave ya

I’m clutchin all in school, with my tool fuck a teacher

You niggas getting weaker, y’all hating from the bleachers

Diamond the Patek

Baby come and give me neck

My niggas aiming at your neck

So ain’t no need to wear a vest

All my shooters know it’s death

So you can’t hear us when we step

And we ridin' with a teck make a nigga call the ref

Mmm say make the nigga call the ref

Miss my nigga wolf probably went different if I was there

I been active in these streets, ain’t been on instagram

They don’t know the shit I seen, no they was never there

I don’t want to take no losses, scared to ship it through the mail

Every show I do be profit I go up ain’t gotta sell

All these diamonds on me talk I let them introduce themselves

And you ain’t even gotta talk foreal

Was riding with Ks for we got Ls

Listen to be honest all this shit materialistic

Fuck these diamonds nigga who would ride if it go different

I ain’t going trolling in these interviews trying to trick me out my business

I be pouring 4s, trying to kill the booth it be fucking up my vision

Money is the root of all evil

These diamonds on my neck will make a bad bitch leave ya

I’m clutchin all in school, with my tool fuck a teacher

You niggas getting weaker, y’all hating from the bleachers

Diamond the Patek

Baby come and give me neck

My niggas aiming at your neck

So ain’t no need to wear a vest

All my shooters know it’s death

So you can’t hear us when we step

And we ridin' with a teck make a nigga call the ref