Lyrics:
We dont worry (x3)
We dont worry about nothing (hey)
We dont worry (x3)
We dont worry about nothing (hey)
I want diamonds on my wrist
Baby I know you
to the riches and diamonds
Yo
Queens disciple
My intellect sees through the bible
For my survival
Y’all brain washed by the title that you live by
Never elevatin'
up But I can pipe up
We can live it up
Counting all the stars
Living in the rush
Big time rush
You big crush
Imma big crush
Feel it in ya gut
I'ma
J.D.L. ] Us
[ Eahy A.D. ] Deep in the cut
[ Almighty K.G. ] And if you don't believe we're real
[ all ] Then touch
Us
The Cold Crush
By the ranks or single file
Over ev'ry jungle mile
Oh, we stamp and crush
Through the underbrush
In a military style
In a military style
Hup
knocks (mhm)
Ride on top of the car, they crush they rocks (like that)
Niggas hop my fence to run from cops
Shit, I'm a nigga too, so I know how niggas
knocks (mhm)
Ride on top of the car, they crush they rocks (like that)
Niggas hop my fence to run from cops
Shit, I'm a nigga too, so I know how niggas
Hellcat, wide body, pull up, let it rip
Hit up the store, we lit
I'm finna roll me a blunt, I'm finna pour me a crush
I got the pole in the cut
Nigga,
You in a rush
By the first look got u falling in love
Don't fall for no bitch I drop twos in a crush
I'm too real for some shit in the lord I still
crush
Got me wanting to tell you today
Chorus (x2)
You're a diamond in the rough
Dust you off baby, I want to make you shine for me,
And if I can take
We need doctors, we need faith
Cheat code
I'm the key to the safe
Wolf in sheep clothes
That's the police all day
G code I abide by that
Mind
okay with me
I'll do my steps all by myself
I don't need nobody to play with me
But if you just give me a chance
I can put you in a trance the way I
offset, you know it’s awesome
Air Max 95, got them from
Six diamond chains on me
You know it’s awesome
I’m charming your girl with game
My swags awesome
in
It's like that y'all, we gangstas
Sticking all you Bay Ridge Benzes
I'm out to get erect, terrific shit be the diamond district
Tiffany's,
in
It's like that y'all, we gangstas
Sticking all you Bay Ridge Benzes
I'm out to get erect, terrific shit be the diamond district
Tiffany's,
coat cost me two birds, designed by Virgil
Put on diamond rings with Pierre Moss, might put some ice on every tooth
Was somewhere in that studio, don't
die
But I survive
You guys can't walk in my shoes
I'm not your shoe size
I flipped a few bricks, couple birds flew by
Coke white like it got blonde
Hair
[Sample w/scratches & echos 4X]
(There's a new R&B in town)
(It's Diamond D)
[Diamond D]
Now, you might catch me at a party rhyming, talking
I got some killers so don't push me
Juicy J be on some mob shit
Waitin' by your door step hot in the bullshit
If it comes down to it ain't no thang
every jungle mile
Oh we stamp and crush
Through the underbrush
In a military style!
In a military style!
Hup 2, 3, 4
Keep it up 2, 3, 4
throw up
Three cups, three Ls, sip smoke inhale
Any day of the week, good drink, great weed, yeah
See, I find God in a boombox speaker, next
richard Milli', baguettes on it
We got lots of diamonds
When I'm in that Maybach, that bitch pull up
Suck my privates
I done bought the whole Chanel
I done
all this shit people care about,
that's made by man
When all that shit's all gone
There's nothing left in your hands
I tried to crush pieces
addin' up
The smoke addin' up, my pockets are fattened up
I got bitches in my bedroom, nerds on computers
Diamonds 'round my neck, straps for my
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