K.O.D. (King Of Diamonds)

[Intro] [Verse 1: Yung Simmie] I'm crazy mane', I love money I chill with bad hoes and they say that they love me I really do the things, I'm a mack in your presence Simmie got the semi but I got the MAC-11 Send his ass to heaven, I'm tired of the games Swerve in the lane, I'm just tryna' get the change Red eye show, I been blowing on dro Woke up this morning to a, different ho Smell of different smoke when the Raiders at your door Coming for your throat, it's murder that she wrote Off the top with it, I'm on your block with it Try me like a duck, then I bet you get drop with it Pop pop with it [Verse 2: Dough Dough] Bang bang B.R.K., make your brains hang Deep like Wu-Tang, bout anything Whisper in your ho ear, like I'm Ying Yang Stick dick in your mama like I'm ving rhames Tear the pussy up, now the bed got blood stains She ain't say stop, the ho must love pain She won't stop calling me, I feel like Lil Zane She must not know I'mma pimp with no cane And my game is the put away rain Them other niggas lames on that prostitute flames It's Free Max B cause all I do is gain green Plus my team got a way that the world never seen If I wasn't rapper my name would me Mr. Clean Posted on 31, with a ? D.P.'s Sticking to myself, cause nigga I'm a G And I don't want no fuck niggas hanging round me One hundred [Verse 3: Ethelwulf] Yeah ho, yeah ho Move cause I said so I'm a young nigga but I learned how to work the scope Granddaddy gave it to me just because he had an extra He told me pull it if a nigga ever get to pressing Niggas acting hard but I'm tryna' make it clearer You is not a G, fuck nigga find a mirror Do a show in my city, ho I bet you won't And if you think you tough and do, bitch you gon' get caught Bitch I'm where I be as a motherfucking boss Send 'em out to Memphis if you need a nigga lost First 48, don't even wanna bother Folks get mad when they see me walking Folks be getting slapped but it's shit they be talking Niggas wanna play, till it's time to point the object Just because I tweet don't mean I won't lose it The 2.7.5. be the reason I be moving Bitch [Verse 4: Chris Travis] Now why the fuck these niggas playing, they know I don't fuck around Yeah bitch I got them bars, throwing pussies, touchdown Pick his pussy ass up, then drag his ass down Bury 'em in cement, welcome to the underground Bitch shut the fuck up, please don't make a sound I'ma have to get my flock cause yeah they love that gun sound I don't try to be violent, I'm just misunderstood But you better understand I keep that chrome under my wood Chris motherfucking Travis mind fucking all you fools Young nigga, big dick, with a bad attitude So just know I don't give a fuck about him, her, or you I'm just tryna' get this sack off to the next dude Let a real nigga speak, boy you better keep your cool Got your bitch sending me pictures, bet the motherfuckers knew Fuck your boyfriend bitch, bet that nigga ain't who? Chris goddamn Travis bitch, fuck it no lube [Verse 5: SpaceGhostPurrp] Getting this money, fucking these hoes Coming with the phonk, selling out shows Pussy niggas hate, I bust them in the face Gotta kill a snake, fuck you if you fake Her ass got cake, she wetter than a lake I fuck the pussy great, I make her legs shake Bitch I'm from the state, where they'll make you lay Thinking it's a game, your mama better pray I got ice, for a top notch price Got a top notch bitch, who sure don't fight She love my dick, and she suck dick nice She got pink 45, and she can aim right My flow so tight, better ask your wife How she play with her twice, to my voice last night You hating on me, then you gotta die tonight Don't trust no niggas, cause I got one life