Diamonds & Rubies lyrics

by

DC The Don


[Intro]
It's Lil Donny in this b*tch (Yeah)
It ain't Don, not Lil Daij, none of that sh*t, Lil Donny in this hoe (Go, go)

[Verse 1]
I sneak a peek when I itch at the opps (Yeah)
A cup of ice 'cause I love me Ciroc (Yeah)
Woke up feelin' like Roddy, my wrist in the box
That guala my friend, this sh*t comin' in flocks (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Go, go
Expensive as f*ck, we can f*ck on the guap
She have fun with the gang, how the f*ck could she not?
I know PETA so mad, my sh*t made out of flock (Go, go, ay)
Go, go
Palm Angels my jeans, I pour four on a yacht
Mix the Crown with the 'Migos, they tellin' me, "Stop"
But I'm ragin' right now, I got trust in my shooters
Sick of this guap, man, that boy's an intruder
If that n*gga not breakin' no bread, he a usеr
How are you gangster? You're on thе computer
I'm an OG, call me DC The Boomer
f*ck Zuckerberg, we drop K's out the Uber
b*tch, I am a demon, that n*gga's a loser
Pretendin' that you're ØTL, what a loser
b*tch, I'm a dog, you're a muhf*ckin' poodle
Physically, king, I'm the ruler
Teezo pulled out on a muhf*ckin' scooter
Nine double N, this b*tch long as a ruler
Louie gon' cook me a pack, I abuse it
In a Jaguar, I just dropped off a cougar
But I don't trust that ho' 'cause she been actin' flukey
And she like double my age, bruh, no kizzy
But she act like a kid, man, this lil' b*tch, she blew me
Posted his Glock, oh, my God, he might shoot me
He think we care about that sh*t, he a fooley
I'ma stand still and just see if he shoot
Oh, he didn't pull the trigger, that boy is a pus*y
This how it go when you dealin' with groupies
With yo' b*tch right now, I might throw on a movie
[Chorus]
I got my digits up, diamonds and rubies
I got my digits up, diamonds and rubies
I got my digits up, diamonds and rubies
I got my digits up, diamonds and rubies
I got my digits up, diamonds and rubies
I got my digits up, diamonds and rubies
Keep droppin' sh*t, man, these n*ggas pollutin'
I disappear and come back like Shippuden
Keep that sh*t on the low 'cause I got some influence
What the f*ck can I say? Man, you n*ggas are losin'

[Verse 2]
Go, go (Let's go)
I'm shakin' they hands like I'm in Meet the Fockers
With a drum in the trunk, say hello to the rocket
Yeah, Young Donny tap in, took that b*tch out to Cabo
Feel like Goten when I sip out the bottle
Goku my twin, I go Super Saiyan 5, ho'
How are you ridin'? You're not in the ride though
How are you fly if you're not even fit, ho'? (Yeah)
Hittin' that b*tch while I wait for my side ho'
She not the main, keep that b*tch on the side though
She play for keeps, she a wolf, she gon' bow down
How the f*ck is he ØT if he ain't around now?
Blew the f*ck up, on God, and they askin' like, "How now?"
He say all my sh*t garbage, but how does it sound now?
Activated off of a bean, we in downtown
Tryna look for my guap, I need all that sh*t now, now
f*cked your b*tch and had her playin' my SoundCloud
He a pus*y, he got mad when he found out
She a birdie, she be goin' around now
She came in with clothes, and now her sh*t on the ground now
Stevie Wonder, he ain't never gon' pop out
How he loud but he ain't he muhf*ckin' loud, loud?
Fendi on me, yeah, that muhf*ckin' Fow-Fow
He be wolfin', ain't no scrappin' or pow, pow
Go, go
I'm shakin' the feds and the muhf*ckin' cops
That's my twizzy, we used to play Coppers and Robbers
That's my brother, my partner, Hakuna Matata
I'm high as hell, I chase guala a lotta
Fifty percent, I shoot do-do's and da-da's
The f*ck do you mean? My sh*t do-do-do, da-da
Do, do-do-do, do-do-do, do-do-do, da-da
Go, go
I value my n*ggas, Hakuna Matata
On a flight to Hawaii with a b*tch like Moana
Latina lil' b*tch, she like, "Boom-boom-bachata"
Get off the lot, we got guns in his casa
Gordon Ramsay, turn your sh*t into pasta
f*ck could I say? I got shootas and shottas
Do-do-do-do, do-do-do, do-do-do, fah-fah
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