"Factory Diamonds" lyrics
God, don't kill me right now
As soon as a fuck nigga act up, act up, act up, Blerrh
Blerrh, Blerrh (Bow, Bow, Bow, Bow, Bow, Bow)
Blerrh, Blerrh (Bow, Bow, Bow, Bow, Bow)
Blerrh, Blerrh (Bow, Bow, Bow, Bow, Bow)
Soon as a fuck nigga act up, clapped up, sent to a grave and his body get wrapped up
I don't know what happened, somebody got patched up, they pulled up sendin' shit out a black truck
Murda-Ball, I got some big money packed up packed up, wrapped up, get his ass gone
I'm the same nigga, who slanging that iron that fucked on yo' bitch and still trap out a home
Huh, Benji, he back to the bad news, bone
Bad news for the opps, so what? So gone
Fuck all the dead opps, hit it in stone
Bad news for a fuck nigga, your hoe gone
Freak bitch suck me right down to the proton
She tryna pull up on me, get her ho on
Fuck from the back and I gotta go pro on, send it to her nigga with the slow mo on
Don't clock up your weed on the wrong scale, that's the one OG put dope on
My nigga callin' from jail, said he need a bill, I had to say hold on
My nigga institutionalized some affairs, I can tell he out his top
Soon as he hit the streets, first thing that he gon' do is make some drop Yeah, he gon' step on a opp
Yeah, he gon' jump in that box
They try to tell her to stop?
Yeah, and gon' fuck up they block
She jumpin' in front of that Dick, pretty ass tryna bend on they block Cause they pullin' up, droppin' off ticks
Niggas know that them fully's get sick
And that bitch tryna pull up, get lit
5L, Mad Max, psycho shit
EBK, no typo, bitch
Big triple S to them lifers, bitch
No, I'm not beefin' on swipers, I got real killers that'll do you somethin' Niggas catch you on the lip and spray your whip and then go two for one Two for one, yeah, do you somethin'
Shut your mouth, bitch, nigga, before you make me prove somethin'
You ain't killed no nigga, you gon' make me chew you somethin'
Soon as a fuck nigga act up, clapped up, sent to a grave and his body get wrapped up
I don't know what happened, somebody got patched up, they pulled up sendin' shit out a black truck
Murda-Ball, I got some big money packed up packed up, wrapped up, get his ass gone
I'm the same nigga, who slanging that iron that fucked on yo' bitch and still trap out a home
Huh, Benji, he back to the bad news, bone
Bad news for the opps, so what? So gone
Fuck all the dead opps, hit it in stone
Bad news for a fuck nigga, your hoe gone
Freak bitch suck me right down to the proton
She tryna pull up on me, get her ho on
Fuck from the back and I gotta go pro on, send it to her nigga with the slow mo on
As soon as a fuck nigga act up, act up, act up, Blerrh
Blerrh, Blerrh (Bow, Bow, Bow, Bow, Bow, Bow)
Blerrh, Blerrh (Bow, Bow, Bow, Bow, Bow)
Blerrh, Blerrh (Bow, Bow, Bow, Bow, Bow)
Soon as a fuck nigga act up, clapped up, sent to a grave and his body get wrapped up
I don't know what happened, somebody got patched up, they pulled up sendin' shit out a black truck
Murda-Ball, I got some big money packed up packed up, wrapped up, get his ass gone
I'm the same nigga, who slanging that iron that fucked on yo' bitch and still trap out a home
Huh, Benji, he back to the bad news, bone
Bad news for the opps, so what? So gone
Fuck all the dead opps, hit it in stone
Bad news for a fuck nigga, your hoe gone
Freak bitch suck me right down to the proton
She tryna pull up on me, get her ho on
Fuck from the back and I gotta go pro on, send it to her nigga with the slow mo on
Don't clock up your weed on the wrong scale, that's the one OG put dope on
My nigga callin' from jail, said he need a bill, I had to say hold on
My nigga institutionalized some affairs, I can tell he out his top
Soon as he hit the streets, first thing that he gon' do is make some drop Yeah, he gon' step on a opp
Yeah, he gon' jump in that box
They try to tell her to stop?
Yeah, and gon' fuck up they block
She jumpin' in front of that Dick, pretty ass tryna bend on they block Cause they pullin' up, droppin' off ticks
Niggas know that them fully's get sick
And that bitch tryna pull up, get lit
5L, Mad Max, psycho shit
EBK, no typo, bitch
Big triple S to them lifers, bitch
No, I'm not beefin' on swipers, I got real killers that'll do you somethin' Niggas catch you on the lip and spray your whip and then go two for one Two for one, yeah, do you somethin'
Shut your mouth, bitch, nigga, before you make me prove somethin'
You ain't killed no nigga, you gon' make me chew you somethin'
Soon as a fuck nigga act up, clapped up, sent to a grave and his body get wrapped up
I don't know what happened, somebody got patched up, they pulled up sendin' shit out a black truck
Murda-Ball, I got some big money packed up packed up, wrapped up, get his ass gone
I'm the same nigga, who slanging that iron that fucked on yo' bitch and still trap out a home
Huh, Benji, he back to the bad news, bone
Bad news for the opps, so what? So gone
Fuck all the dead opps, hit it in stone
Bad news for a fuck nigga, your hoe gone
Freak bitch suck me right down to the proton
She tryna pull up on me, get her ho on
Fuck from the back and I gotta go pro on, send it to her nigga with the slow mo on
