Diesel

Lyrics

[Intro] My timin' was up I ain't wanna rock the Rolex, it's not shinin' enough Can't nobody calm us down, we gon' shoot a nigga up I be rappin' on these beats sayin' anything, I don't give a fuck Yeah (Wow) [Verse 1] No APs for the bitches, all Pateks bought (Wow) I ain't trippin' 'bout no second, tell Elite they gettin' chased down First place, fifty mil' for tourin', bitch, I'm ready now I be rockin' this shit, no, the stylist can't get me fresher, oh, no, no Take the bitch down like a wrestler, ain't no SmackDown I come from the North where pistol sparkin', bring that chalk out Now I got bad bitches runnin' 'round every house Too many whips, I control these bitchеs, AI been a pimp Kick the bitch out if she trip, I am not a simp Rrr, Ten lеt that fan off on all of them You'll think that money grow on trees, I'm tearin' off of every limb I been spendin' millions since I got it Pants are upgraded, ain't no Fendi, hundred-balls in my pocket Lover boy, bitch, check the swag, I got devil horns Poke the boy, guarantee he lose once he show his cards [Chorus] I got a problem with dollars and models Huh, huh, huh, take 'em out, huh, this that shotta talk (Baow, baow, baow) Let 'em try to kill me, I ain't trippin', hop out, takin' off (Real shit, woo-woo) We gon' find out where his house and we gon' take him down (Walk, walk, walk) I just interfered with interception Bad bitch with piercings, I give her my perception Then that shit got serious 'cause the bitch ain't like neglectin' Unreleased diesel, tell that ho check the segment [Verse 2] What the fuck these niggas waitin' on? I can't wake up Bitch, pressin' with this paper, tell a nigga get they cake up I'ma hop up in this smash and hit the gas and lift the Wraith up Me and B gon' jump the gate, we playin' take 'em, tryna face somethin' I'ma go my seperate way, ain't nothin' to say soon as the laws come You could play right in my face, this shit ain't safe, we known to down somethin' Forty-somethin' pounds on me, protected with four-pound on me Shawty see me shinin' from a mile, so she walk down on me Ain't no AP on my bitches, I Patek 'em out Come on, nigga play 'round with these millions, we gon' stretch him out The fuck I'm doin' with all this cash? This how I walk around How the fuck I come from out that Parish with this big-ass house? I told that bitch I don't want no ass, even made her keep her mouth I told my therapist, "Keep the pad, I'ma use my mind" Sit behind a mic and then I'm goin' out She tryna find my past, but, girl, my future is so bright It's a lot of money in my vision, so I see a better life No, I ain't stoppin' at the light, no stoppin', pullin' off, nigga She got more money than me, then I ain't pullin' out nothin' I ain't stoppin' on these beats and Jason not talkin' to pillows Where that money at? We gon' finish him then send him, in this industry, we villains Heard an OP wan' get up with me, yeah Yeah, black on top of that whisper with that overcoat like Dennis Yeah, come with the flow, I kick it, punch out shit and knock out dentures Nah, we couldn't rap, we'll take this bitch, attendin' fresh out prison Drape the coupe with flame, this bitch blow fire when I hit it How the fuck you don't know my name? For a while, I been winnin' How the fuck you don't know my gunman? Inside that town, we pulled killings All around the world, that green and red flag, all 'bout winnin' (Winnin', it's a murder business) What it is? I been takin' care my mama since I was labeled as a kid And I got my sister shinin' from her neck brace to her wrist I been handlin' every problem, I just hop out and get dirty with that stick, bitch And I'm still on it, I won't quit Told my brother it's McLaren or a Lambo, nigga, make a pick I'm not sparin', no, not nan' ho, tell her pick a dick We got money, we got Henry, we got shottas in this bitch And we be spinnin' shit, spin again Bro gon' shoot him once I popped him, tell that nigga pick up his friend I get active with that chopper, YoungBoy whoppin' 'til the end We get bloody with that stick and tell the Crip to switch the pin Tell that boy give me a notice, kick the door, we movin' in I just bought another watch, it cost a Lotus, shawty with me totin' a Gen I just did it on them niggas once again My bitch be with me through anything, before my wife, she was my twin [Chorus] I got a problem with dollars and models Huh, huh, huh, take 'em out, huh, this that shotta talk (Baow, baow, baow) Let 'em try to kill me, I ain't trippin', hop out, takin' off (Real shit, woo-woo) We gon' find out where his house and we gon' take him down (Walk, walk, walk) I just interfered with interception Bad bitch with piercings, I give her my perception Then that shit got serious 'cause the bitch ain't like neglectin' Unreleased diesel, tell that ho check the segment