Lyrics:
diamonds they come from fridges
Diamonds just bought the brib
My boy he gon' ride when it's time to get it
All this blue flexin', we full of fitness
Been
would say I don't trap no more
Got zips in the fridge, got packs by the door
Got ya baby mama rent sittin' on the living room floor
Niggas just copped
In the kitchen past midnight
by the buzzing fridge in moonlight
the Holy Father told the world to hush
there's just the soft hiss from a toilet flush
unflinchingly
Sweet serenades are ringing to my ear
Is that moon a star or a planet
I'm sure, you know by fact
That the one sole exception to the rule
In
Woke up today
A head in a jar
Eyes in a tumbler by the bar
Left ear lying on the hardwood floor
A mouth like a magnet on the fridge door
Last night,
Gotta be by myself so I can know myself
When you in the dark you see your truest self
I was on my own feeling all alone
But in this life you live
and the fridge, (Hope I don't pay the mortgage)
My phone is ringing, and overheating
I'm surrounded by Samsung (Surrounded by Samsung)
I'm listening to a samsong, I
I went out with the vampires
Underneath the old king's bridge
Cotton Mouth asked the suicide kid,
Does anybody got a fridge
Anybody got a fridge
We
the fridge I think the world is our
Buildings collapsing in the first hour
All of these people dying like they flowers
Petal by petal one by one but not us
There's a cold piece of pizza in the fridge if you want it
A stale glass of beer on the table by the playboys
Did you see miss march? god, she
Ah yeah
I looked out the window seen his bald head
Ran to the fridge and pulled out an egg
Scoped him with my scopes, he had no hair
Launched
Ah yeah
I looked out the window seen his bald head
Ran to the fridge and pulled out an egg
Scoped him with my scopes, he had no hair
Launched
hard I was smothered covered by a world of pop tarts
And a part of the newspaper that scared me, I think it was the pop charts
And I wish I was
Exacerbated by the fact that my syntax
Is highly complicated 'cause I emigrated
From the single greatest little place in the Caribbean:
Dominican Republic!
tracks
He grabbed her by the hair, she broke his jaw it cracked
More cops arrived, they both bloodied down by the five
Wildest niggas just smilin'
the fridge next to a stick of butter and Capri Suns
My lil' bitch ass the fattest (fattest)
Body like she work at Magic (Magic)
And since I'm rich I deserve
Had to spit it
To show my truth
Use to live by what would Jesus do
Then I woke up like i need to move
I don't think God is worried bout Fridge
are rolling in from where they've been
Blue skies on the fridge
Windy blowing pretty tough
Who cares why we win
I've got money on the bid
Who cares
smokin
This aint your average smoking song
And you can tell by the smell of what we're smoking on
I was high as hell when I wrote this song
In and out
take-out my girl's on her way now yo
Catch a fist by the fridge catch her rolling with
Six bad bitches gonna pull up in your isle
Grab what they need
the mini fridge
Getting jerked off in the car
By a freaky bitch
Feeling innocent
Until I'm all up
In between her ribs
Then my pull out game
Leave her looking
Spins on my wrist but it gets buss down
New chain in my fridge bet it cost one thou
Nigga ain't got drip lil boy sit down
I'm the king of this shit and my
would come inside
Just to run away and hide
Hope I don't get cancelled
You're fresh out the shower, I'm right by the fridge
I tell you to close your
to be burdened by my own body
I
Feel anxious and depressed all of the
Time
cnd the only way I know to soothe my
Mind
Is a trip to the fridge
So Ill lie
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