"I'm An Artist" lyrics

[diamond*:]
Hmm, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hmm, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hmm, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hmm
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Wow)

I put karats and ice in my chain (It's diamond*)
All that hating not good for your brain (Bling, blaow)
In the streets, trying to upgrade my rank (Upgrade my rank)
If I kiss her, that bitch probably faint (Mwah)
They keep starin', I'm uppin' my Drac' (Woo)
I done fell in love with that drank (Drank)
I done fell in love with that drank
I keep pourin' my heart in this drink (Hee)
Dollar boy, I go hard in the paint (Hee)
I'm a slime, give a fuck what you think
Had some late nights just fuckin' your bae (Uh-huh, wow)
Had some late nights just totin' that K (Woah, woah)
He not Dolla he, don't get a fade (Fuck)
Bitch, I'm aimin' that Drac' at your face (Woo-woo)
My cup sticky, it look like some clay
I'm an artist, I paint on her face
New baby bottles, that shit every day
Strippers and models, I fuck every day
Hundreds and fifties is blinding my face
I don't play tennis, it's racks every day (Woah, woah)
I picked that ho up from Decatur
White and black diamonds, I play for the Raiders
Purple my cup like I play for the Ravens
Whip out some hundreds and that's how you bait her (Uh-huh, woo)

Oh, yeah, you know I slayed her
She doin' whippets she sound like Darth Vader
I'm in Miami with all of the blazers
I'm with lil' Rokk, yeah, my young nigga blazin' (Woo-woo-woah)
Ooh, yeah, she want my babies (Bling, bling)
Saint Laurent jacket for special occasions (Bling, blaow)
She feelin' safer because we the most dangerous (Yeah)
Water my neck, this shit look like I'm bathin' (Bling-bling)

I put karats and ice in my chain (Woo)
All that hating not good for your brain (Woah, woo)
In the streets, trying to upgrade my rank (Upgrade my rank)
If I kiss her, that bitch probably faint (Mwah)
They keep starin', I'm uppin' my Drac'
I done fell in love with that drank
I done fell in love with that drank
I keep pourin' my heart in this drink
Dollar boy, I go hard in the paint (Woo)
I'm a slime, give a fuck what you think (Fuck what you think)
Had some late nights just fuckin' your bae (Fuckin' your bae)
Had some late nights just totin' that K (Totin' that K)
He not Dolla he, don't get a fade (Woo)
Bitch, I'm aimin' that Drac' at your face (Uh-huh)
My cup sticky, it look like some clay (Uh-huh)
I'm an artist, I paint on her face
New baby bottles, that shit every day
Strippers and models, I fuck every day
Hundreds and fifties is blinding my face
I don't play tennis, it's racks every day (Woah, woah)
I picked that ho up from Decatur
White and black diamonds, I play for the Raiders (Uh-huh)
Purple my cup like I play for the Ravens (Damn)
Whip out some hundreds and that's how you bait her (Øway, bitch)

[Tezzus:]
Ooh, ooh, (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ooh, ooh, (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ooh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ooh, ooh (Øway, bitch, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah

She drinkin' my spit like it's water
She wanna kick it, she think that I'm awesome
I'm rockin' Ricks, but my goggles are Prada
I fuck that bitch in the back of the Charger
Went Bentley from ridin' on MARTA (Bentley from ridin' on MARTA)
My bitches be shaped like a bottle (My bitches be shaped like a bottle)
They send us, the fuck, I was locked up
With 2031 to the bank with my partners
In town for twenty-four hours (Twenty-four hours)
We grind up the pills 'til they powder
They talkin' 'bout this year is ours
Made a bitch scream "Øway," and she sing it to me louder
Øway, Øway, yeah, yeah
Øway, Øway, yeah, yeah (Øway, bitch)

[diamond*:]
I put karats and ice in my chain (It's diamond*)
All that hating not good for your brain (Bling, blaow)
In the streets, trying to upgrade my rank (Upgrade my rank)
If I kiss her, that bitch probably faint (Mwah)
They keep starin', I'm uppin' my Drac' (Woo)
I done fell in love with that drank (Drank)
I done fell in love with that drank
I keep pourin' my heart in this drink (Hee)
Dollar boy, I go hard in the paint (Hee)
I'm a slime, give a fuck what you think
Had some late nights just fuckin' your bae (Uh-huh, wow)
Had some late nights just totin' that K (Woah, woah)
He not Dolla he, don't get a fade (Fuck)
Bitch, I'm aimin' that Drac' at your face (Woo-woo)
My cup sticky, it look like some clay
I'm an artist, I paint on her face

[Tezzus:]
Ooh, ooh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ooh, ooh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, woah)
Ooh, ooh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ooh, ooh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, woah)