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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yeat
Yeat
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Noah Smith
Noah Smith
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Clibbo
Clibbo
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Lyrics

Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah Diamonds shining on my body so heavenly She a bad bitch from the hills, call her Beverly My mama told me keep up with the veggies, know everyday I'm smoking some celery Can't fuck with a job, I need my own salary No, not at all, I need my own calendar I'm ready to ball, got my own cheerleaders I won't ever fall, my time is always here (yeah, yeah) I've been working, grinding it for about a year, yeah And now that this money came through I'm looking like a chandelier Stacking my chips like Dorito's I came with that bitch she wanted all thе regals (Yeah) I fall like a bird a rеal seagull Told that bih to do it with good real evil (yuh) Came with that bih not a regal, I do this for my team and my people No, I am not a stunt double, no Evel Knievel I'm stacking these bands you know that shit regal Movie type, feel a bitch Yeah, she's sucking my dick and she ride on it New money with my bitch she have a fun time on it Addicted to the pussy just like a vitamin Rocking different slayers, rocking some Vetements Going out sad if you rockin the Lettermans I run with that war, yeah Spider-Man All the kids hate it new kiddigran Micheal Phelps, I'm wet are you kiddin me? Boot off the drugs, don't care bout my kidney All of them copy, they want to be mini-me's This bitch again, yeah you are killing me Came with her friend again, the back of the Benz Bitches go crazy, they jump out the fence Never renting, never bending Diamonds on me, they Peter Pan (yeah, yeah) Yeah, this bitch she swears that I am dumb, told her I never met Said that we done got into that I told that bitch, she was a rat Glocky yeah, that shit was a wrap But she was stupid as fuck said, can you put some money into my CashApp (Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh) Diamonds shining on my body so heavenly She a bad bitch from the hills, call her Beverly My mama told me keep up with the veggies, know everyday I'm smoking some celery Can't fuck with a job, I need my own salary No, not at all, I need my own calendar I'm ready to ball, got my own cheerleaders I won't ever fall, my time is always here (yeah, yeah) I've been working, grinding it for about a year, yeah And now that this money came through I'm looking like a chandelier Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I won't never bend I won't fold, yeah
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