Blade

Lyrics from Snippets [Intro] Bling blaow, bling blaow Bling blaow, bling blaow Bling blaow, bling blaow (Ayy, Brandon, man, why you do that?) [Verse] "How come all your jewelry always shinin'?" That’s because these is real diamonds Say you gettin' guap, boy, you be lyin' I’m a Leo, I'm a lion I put water on my chain so I'm glidin' If it's not designer, we won't buy it If I stand on my money, I'm like 9'6" I just copped the ’Rari, I can’t drive it I just copped the 'Rari, I can’t drive it Paid four hunnid just to sit inside it I just took a thirty on the night-ship I got shooters lurkin' on the night-shift Okay, uh, get that check, uh, yeah All blue backs, uh, yeah Spend them racks, uh, yeah Now get it back, uh, yeah Count that check, uh, yeah I count in laps, uh, yeah Big Maybach, yeah, drop the bag Buy one more, uh, yeah [?], uh, yeah Why you bitchin'? Uh, yeah Glock extended, uh, yeah This a business, uh, yeah Mind your business, uh, yeah Like, this Bentley, uh, yeah Not no bentley, uh Bentley, not no bentley, rest in piece to Benny Rest in piece to Chico, see me [?] 'bout no Benji I can make hunnid million, yeah, a hunnid millions I can show you how to dress, [?] way I’m drippin' Way I'm drippin', bitch, I'm ballin' like the Pistons In yo' crib, fuck your mistress, with my pistol Hit that bitch so hard that I blew out her pistons Man, I ain't trippin', this that real shit, not that written Okay, long ol' bore on my weapon Everything I can lease it Whip it up in that kitchen, baby, like a chef, no bishop Eat it up, eat it up, baby On the table, do the deep-throat He got clapped like [?] I wanna see her chest, I might wet your t-shirt Your had to do my research, I met you at senior And you heard that I'm a baller, you know I don't [?] You know I drive in big foreigns, we don't want no Beamers You know that I don't want that watch, if it ain't don't got a new face AP fully loaded, with that glass, look like a vase [?] it look like a [?], wait I don't even want that girl, then she come to me no waste I was overseas eatin' croissants and the crepes Diamonds all up in my face "Lil Uzi, what you spend today?" (Yeah) I'm rocking Off-White enough for the day And my shoelaces are too laced (Okay) We put the Molly in the lemonade So we turn that to Minute Maid I could never take no bands I work too hard for my cake I work too hard 'cause I'm real You keep tryna impress the fake Try to 'press me, you gon' 'press the fade Ride with my chopper, get hit with the blade None of these bitches, no, I cannot save These niggas corny so they in the maize Listen, I was the one with no cake Nowadays, hundred-K right out the safe 'Member your girl she was creepin' out late I fucked that girl in the face, oh, I took your girl on a date She say, I make her feel great When we talk about you, we don't hate If you don't like me that's late, uh If you don't like me that's hate, uh Diamonds on my neck like a lake, yeah Diamonds so big like Burj Don't got my [?] 'bout this My new closet, it look so big, it look like a vacant Had to fill it up with Balmains and you name it I got extra swag, I got extra flavors This shit happened extra fast, I'm the one that made it From the projects to a gated Makin' movies with your girl, and all of them X-rated [Outro] You a motherfuckin'-