Diamonds on My Wrist ft. Flight Gang Music Group Lyrics

Five Hundred Acres

Big bank account

Taking off like a rocket

You should see what I drove

Got a couple of bitches

And they ready to fuck

My chain is so bright

My wrist game on froze

Got them diamonds

All on my wrist

Them Diamonds all on my wrist

Got them diamonds

All on my wrist

Wrist game on froze

Got them diamonds

All on my wrist

Them diamonds all on my wrist

Got them diamonds all on my wrist

Wrist game on froze huh

Yea Im flexing all these diamonds on my wrist

When we walk them diamonds flashing

Youll think we taking pics

And im so froze subzero

And we getting chips nigga no pringle

And I got yo chick and she all on my dick

I dog her out nigga no mike vick

Swag so nasty niggas looking sick

Carrots in the watch the kind

You cant pick This real life

Yall living it off scripts

Turn ya swag on mine got no off switch

And my jewelry dancing like

Them step up movies

You talking money but

You broke as fuck that

Shit confuse me

And that swag shit

That's childs play

So much heat turn your

Monday to Friday

And I been riding more

Miles than the highway

Let my swag do the talking

Hit them with the mime face

Pussy Niggas

My timepiece keep they eyes

Glued on me Nigga you a clown

Like homie you phony

Money stuffed in my jeans

Them benjis never lonely

Take ya bitch now you home

Alone like mccully

Five Hundred Acres

Big bank account

Taking off like a rocket

You should see what I drove

Got a couple of bitches

And they ready to fuck

My chain is so bright

My wrist game on froze

Got them diamonds

All on my wrist

Them Diamonds all on my wrist

Got them diamonds

All on my wrist

Wrist game on froze

Got them diamonds

All on my wrist

Them diamonds all on my wrist

Got them diamonds all on my wrist

Wrist game on froze huh

Dam nigga how the fuck you feel

Don't watch me I got time to kill

Bad chick and she sour bad

If I fuck her right that's a lemon pill

Hood nigga got fast money

Got good dope that's whip appeal

These niggas pissed cause im the shit

Got diamonds all on my fucking wrist

You dam right they got it wrong

Don't leave that cash Home alone

No tricks up in these dam songs

Got a nigga choking and spittin out diamonds

Kod im spit shining yall aint seen my best yet

A nigga aint even got started yet

My love is a threat she say bury me

So I killed that Imma dam beast

And she scared of that

Im a poe nigga with rich numbers

These niggas light and I bring the thunder

Got super moves without the wonder

How good she is that's a fucking wonder

Rap a lot cant think right

My shit shining no pole lights

You a bad fuse you get blowed out

So what the hell is they spark about

I don't want beef but they talk a lot

We can shoot it out in the parking lot

You talk it out with yo dam kids

Cause I aint nothing to play about

Give yo ass quite a scare

Tell all my niggas put they wrist in the air

Five Hundred Acres

Big bank account

Taking off like a rocket

You should see what I drove

Got a couple of bitches

And they ready to fuck

My chain is so bright

My wrist game on froze

Got them diamonds

All on my wrist

Them Diamonds all on my wrist

Got them diamonds

All on my wrist

Wrist game on froze

Got them diamonds

All on my wrist

Them diamonds all on my wrist

Got them diamonds all on my wrist

Wrist game on froze huh

Ballin all night no I do that all fucking summer

Hit the strip club and get to throwing

Numbers leave the club with a phone full

Of numbers call me a freaky bitch

And tell her bring the rubbers

Yea big boss nigga sit behind

My desk and push numbers

You talking building well lets run something

Naw skip that im bout to own something

Don't let me get in my zone son

Im kobe in the clutch

Big banana clips that tuck

Welcome to the jungle

You make it off my block

You better hope you don't stumble

My lil young niggas love to rumble

Shoot it up like Rambo

Masked up you looking at the general

Eating good that's gumbo

Hating niggas causing trouble

Call my young dawgs them rebels

Hand full of money throw that

Shit in the air now that's a sky

Full of money Hell yea I love it

I think yo bitch want me

Pour hundreds down her body

And let that shit drip off like honey

More carrots on my wrist than bugs

Bunny I swear you don't want it

Killed the beat rest in peace to

Six hundred cause my niggas

One hundred

Five Hundred Acres

Big bank account

Taking off like a rocket

You should see what I drove

Got a couple of bitches

And they ready to fuck

My chain is so bright

My wrist game on froze

Got them diamonds

All on my wrist

Them Diamonds all on my wrist

Got them diamonds

All on my wrist

Wrist game on froze

Got them diamonds

All on my wrist

Them diamonds all on my wrist

Got them diamonds all on my wrist

Wrist game on froze huh