lirik lagu rara - notice it
[hook]
diamond too big and what not to notice it
these vvs, you know this sh-t
tip on that lean when i pour this sh-t
gelato and cookie, we blow this sh-t
stuff in the bag, we ain’t rolling sh-t
you told on your boy, that’s some police sh-t
you are all in my field like you no me, sh-t
i’m preaching this sh-t, on some holy sh-t
whip up my d-ck on some blow me sh-t
she had a man, she ain’t told me sh-t (yeah)
don’t need no shooter, i told this sh-t (yeah)
balencia margeiella, i spoke this sh-t (yeah)
grip on my nut like i wrote this sh-t (yeah)
knew i would blew up, i spoke this sh-t
[verse 1]
you got a schedule to see me, you know i’m important
run from the police in new pair of jordans
she say she pregenant, i made her abort it
don’t call me no more, ’till we get it sorted
and for the time, you tryna go blind
shawty pack in, i’m tryna go tryin
whippin these vert ain’t, tryna slow down
sipping this syrup, i need to ease up
head with the b-lls and all, the pleaser
we’re too rich for wh0r-s to teaser
n-ggas too fake in the world, you need us
we don’t like you either, my n-ggas believe us
i’ma end up like “f-ck y’all n-ggas”
bust one move, we’ll bust y’all n-ggas
why da f-ck should a n-gga trust y’all n-ggas?
all gas haul -ss, i done dust y’all n-ggas
[hook]
diamond too big and what not to notice it
these vvs, you know this sh-t
tip on that lean when i pour this sh-t
gelato and cookie, we blow this sh-t
stuff in the bag, we ain’t rolling sh-t
you told on your boy, that’s some police sh-t
you are all in my field like you no me, sh-t
i’m preaching this sh-t, on some holy sh-t
whip up my d-ck on some blow me sh-t
she had a man, she ain’t told me sh-t (yeah)
don’t need no shooter, i told this sh-t (yeah)
balencia margeiella, i spoke this sh-t (yeah)
grip on my nut like i wrote this sh-t (yeah)
knew i would blew up, i spoke this sh-t (knew it)
[verse 2]
whipping this bird with no license and
they biting, i’m blowing up
i got a big booty blonde in my lap, p-ssy fantasy strap , she rolling up
plotting on slowly tried get murdered
i’on’t even rap to live, i got work
n-gga i don’t need a feature on this, i got bars
see you rap n-ggas are hoes, act like broads (actin up)
f-ck over n-ggas and f-ck they hoes
b-tch i’m a dawg with a mouth full of gold
i got a p-ssion for fashion, a act
sipping, i’m dripping, i’m saucy, i’m flashy
my [??] with dope money
big bank rolls, i’m blowing dope hoes
scream no squeak, we greet with smoke pouring
we go pet-te filet & fish bowls (you know)
[hook]
diamond too big and what not to notice it
these vvs, you know this sh-t
tip on that lean when i pour this sh-t
gelato and cookie, we blow this sh-t
stuff in the bag, we ain’t rolling sh-t
you told on your boy, that’s some police sh-t
you are all in my field like you no me, sh-t
i’m preaching this sh-t, on some holy sh-t
whip up my d-ck on some blow me sh-t
she had a man, she ain’t told me sh-t (yeah)
don’t need no shooter, i told this sh-t (yeah)
balencia margeiella, i spoke this sh-t (yeah)
grip on my nut like i wrote this sh-t (yeah)
knew i would blew up, i spoke this sh-t (yeah, huh)
[verse 3]
cubans on cubans, got hunnids on hunnids, i’m sh-tting on n-ggas, they see it now
jump in this whip, come gobble this d-ck up
cause we know your -ss ain’t a vegan
i’ont know where i should begin
me and these p-ssy -ss n-ggas ain’t speaking
rocking this mclaren, rolling this weekend
don’t do know polo, that just what we sleeping
million dollar meeting wish you could peak-in
you fly on the wall, b-tch i’m the boss
grand hustle, latest and greatest, they hating
live in a mansion, and nah i ain’t even made it (you know it)
i know these n-ggas some suckers and i know these n-ggas ain’t writing they own sh-t
ain’t had no deal in ten year, and i live how i live and i been had my own sh-t (p-ssy)
[hook]
diamond too big and what not to notice it
these vvs, you know this sh-t
tip on that lean when i pour this sh-t
gelato and cookie, we blow this sh-t
stuff in the bag, we ain’t rolling sh-t
you told on your boy, that’s some police sh-t
you are all in my field like you no me, sh-t
i’m preaching this sh-t, on some holy sh-t
whip up my d-ck on some blow me sh-t
she had a man, she ain’t told me sh-t (yeah)
don’t need no shooter, i told this sh-t (yeah)
balencia margeiella, i spoke this sh-t (yeah)
grip on my nut like i wrote this sh-t (yeah)
knew i would blew up, i spoke this sh-t (yeah, huh)
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