This is a song about "Bitches diamonds"

Tyrannous regimes, heatin' coals, black diamonds,

I can teach you all the sounds of love

Private flights, finest wine, broads, fame, chains, diamonds,

I’m a rare one, camo’s and some rare ones

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

And maybe on the way get some jets and shining diamonds,

Listen, hold up,the young dude focused

All these diamonds dancing on my wrist

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

To have this fake fans and diamonds with gold

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one

I ain't bullshitting my raps diamonds they glisten

Little scrapes, little dents - i got over

Yo girl's heart seen my diamonds so you know it suit her

Two players rockin silk blazers and diamonds like glaciers

Backwoods don’t do papers, that was just for my haters