This is a song about "Flashy diamonds"

Way too big for my my fucking jeans

A flashy king behind the scenes

If you think you can spit then i am the fuckin' dentist

No diamonds on my neck, but best believe its on my checklist

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

Racks on racks, our campaign strong, and yc like my brother

I am only a man and i don't know what to think

No diamonds on my neck, but best believe its on my checklist

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

I want the diamonds and the chains and hoes in abundance,

We forever be real, we'll never fold

Turn money into diamonds and gold

And i drop top off in a hot cold

But like the diamonds and gold

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

To have this fake fans and diamonds with gold