Diamond Dust (Remix)

Lyrics

[Intro: A$AP Ant] Cream Faygo, man I feel like Hoodrich Pablo, man You already know, man Let's get it, man You dig what I'm sayin', word That's for sure, man Big diamonds on deck, man You dig what I'm sayin', hold on [Chorus: A$AP Ant] Pockets so loud that they filled with the guap Pockets so loud that they filled with the guap Pockets so loud that they filled with the guap Man the bank teller know me on my first name Ya dig what I'm sayin' ya feel me, first name ya dig Ugh, Ugh, Ugh, Ugh, Ugh Pockets so loud that they filled with the guap Ya, ya, yeet [Verse 1: A$AP Ant] Pockets so loud that they filled with the guap (yeet) Pockets so loud that they filled with the guap (ugh) Ink on the counter so young nigga plot (ugh) Running from cops, I hide dope in my sock (yo) That Draco be shooing, man, I cannot box Look at my bitch, she look like a fox (ooh) Stackin' my money, invest in the stocks (ooh) Diamonds I cool off, I'm feeling so hot (ooh) 2018 not rocking no Jordan's I cannot stop till my car is a foreign (yeet) Gelato from Cali, it taste like a orange Go to Miami, I hop on a boat (yo) A nigga so fly but I never sold dope (ugh) Don't hang with them niggas cause they do the most (ugh) I be like Kanan, these niggas be Ghost (ya) White model bitch and she play with her nose (yeet) Got a new iPhone, I stored it with hoes (yeet) Damn I love when she be dancing on that pole (let's get it) Foreign my outfit, I spoiled her with clothes (let's get it) Feel like I'm AI, I give and I go (ya) Yea I had this lesson but no I can't love her These niggas bluffing, they know they can't fuck her Diamonds my sister, diamond my mother (ya) Marino my clothes, Marino my covers Loud pack it stink and it smell like some mustard (ugh, ya) My diamonds like Rita's and they ice as the custard (ya) Mixing the lean and it taste like some gushers (woop) You smoking a backwood but I been to Russia White model bitch and I met her in Russia Diamonds so cold like I got em from Russia Diamonds be dancing like I got em from Usher Dreads in my head man, I feel like Busta Rhymes [Verse 2: Hoodrich Pablo Juan] Ya Pablo Juan, fuck on a thotty I drop a deuce in my soda pop (wait) Why you actin' like a gangster? You know you not Whip it make you turn to crack, break it down above the rock HoodWolf got a white girl, call her Goldilocks She a freak, she gon give me concussion OG, long chopper and it rush My diamond wink at you, it got her blushin' Smoked a cutie and still got a dozen I know I'm dead wrong, fucking her cousin WCW, she got me crushin' Your diamonds, they look a lil dusty Inside my foreign whip custy Run up on me and I'm bustin' You gotta second, they rushin' Lamborghini colored mustard I was in the street, you know that you wasn't Dope boy fresh, mama raised a hustler No, we don't love her or trust her No, we don't hang with no busters Shooting star, caught a buzz like a bust I ain't no gangster or killer, I'm other In the game, shooting dice, I make it double Trap money comin' just like some rubber My shoe new, my jean new My shirt new, my belt new It's easy to pull up on boo new Smokin' gelato, that Fruit Loop (Gelato)