Shoreline Mafia

Chandelier
AceTheFace Diamond  wet, diamond clear On  my wrist, on my ear On my neck a chandelier I sip lean, I don't really do no beer Diamond  wet, diamond clear On  my wrist, on my ear On my neck a chandelier I  sip lean, I don't really do no beer I be sippin' on this lean, not no beer though (No beer though) I don't fuck around with niggas 'cause they weirdos (They weirdos) All these bitches steady talking, I don't hear hoes (I don't hear 'em) How  you say you sippin' muddy, cup be clear though? (Cup be clear though) Bitch, I'm really balling, we fucking if you calling (What?) I ain't with the stalling, ain't go see you in the morning (In the morning) These bitches steady flodging, my niggas steady balling (Steady balling) We shooting, fuck the squabbling, chopper solving any problems, bitch (Fire, fire) Diamond wet, diamond clear On my wrist, on my ear On my neck a chandelier I sip lean, I don't really do no beer Diamond wet, diamond clear On my wrist, on my ear Letras de cancionesOn my neck a chandelier I sip lean, I don't really do no beer All my diamonds wet, pinky ring cost a 'Vette Eastside, that's the set, money makers on deck High it up on my jet, wasn't even tryna flex But my watch lit, bracelet flick, special effect But, that's all facts though, hundred racks worth of gold Bitch, it's just dough, grind up, get some more It ain't hard to tell apart the Wraith in front the corner store Bought some chips and Powerade, I bought my bitch and fired her off Scratched off like my tires itching, I'm that nigga Hella rappers corny, I don't do no songs with 'em Dressing like Superman villains, I don't fuck with 'em Money to the ceiling, dressed like a million Big money in the building, women acting like children Tryna give they boss niggas thots and competition Huh, Eastside on mind at all times Andretti, Shoreline Diamond wet, diamond clear On my wrist, on my ear On my neck a chandelier I sip lean, I don't really do no beer Diamond wet, diamond clear On my wrist, on my ear On my neck a chandelier I sip lean, I don't really do no beer Balenciaga and the Prada I wear Pro Clubs, you niggas wearing Shaka I got diamonds and they wetter than some water Bitch, I'm Fanta, you lil niggas Shasta My nigga fresh out, shout out my nigga Foster I'm at Nova, yeah, my nigga, bossa' And he tried to plot on me, but I caught you So I need both your hands, I'ma chop 'em I got carats in my mouth Fuck your ho on my couch Purple drank from the South On the Westside it's never been a drought I get Quali', I get Tech, I get Wock' I get bitches, I get hoes, I get thots I get money, I get cash, I get guap I spend money, hella money, yeah, a lot Diamond wet, diamond clear On my wrist, on my ear On my neck a chandelier I sip lean, I don't really do no beer Diamond wet, diamond clear On my wrist, on my ear On my neck a chandelier I sip lean, I don't really do no beer From Letras Mania