Taylor Swift Lyrics

I'm sorry for the pain, I've been in the rain Diamonds on my chain,

Hop out spray,

I've been in the field

I don't know what's real, I wanna take a flight, she want me to chill

I've been all in my head, I've been counting up bread

I'm sorry for the pain, I've been in the rain Diamonds on my chain,

Hop out spray ,

I've been in the field

I don't know what's real, I wanna take a flight, she want me to chill

I've been all in my head, I've counting up bread

Ain't lovin' a thot, I'm makin' it hit after hit after hit

Bitch, it's a bop, I'm climbin' my way to the motherfuckin' top

It's never gon' stop, she want Gucci, Louis, Prada, and Fendi

I smoke designer bag, get you higher than a chimney,

Shawty really wanna fuck

Cause a young nigga drippy

I'm sorry for the pain, I've been in the rain Diamonds on my chain,

Hop out spray,

I've been in the field

I don't know what's real, I wanna take a flight, she want me to chill

I've been all in my head, I've been counting up bread

I'm sorry for the pain, I've been in the rain Diamonds on my chain,

Hop out spray ,

I've been in the field

I don't know what's real, I wanna take a flight, she want me to chill

I've been all in my head, I've counting up bread