Diamonds (Breitling) lyrics

[Intro: Chief Keef]
(ISO)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, huh, yeah

[Chorus: Chief Keef]
Diamonds, yeah, diamonds
Couldn't find purple so I'm pourin' up that Hi-Tech, yeah, Hi-Tech
I just left my jeweler, girl, so you know I'm shinin' (ISO), yeah, I'm shinin' (Oh, yeah)
Balenciaga runners like a n*gga goin' hikin', yeah, hikin' (Yeah, yeah)
She want to get nut in her, she'll be there soon as we done typin', yeah, typin' (Yeah, yeah)
Baby, that lil n*gga ain't nothin' like I am, yeah, I am (Yeah, I am)
Bring her to my house, she like, "It's pretty" I'm like "Ain't it?", yeah, "Ain't it?" (Yeah, yeah)
b*tches love diamonds just like they love Raymond, yeah, Raymond (Yeah, yeah)
Two rollies on and I still miss my Breitling, yeah, my Breitling, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
Don't offer me no drink 'cause I'ma think that you spiked it, yeah, spiked it (Yeah)
Say I took too long to link told that b*tch, "Goodnight then", yeah, "Goodnight then" (Night)
You know I'm gon' buy it if I want it when I sight it, yeah, sight it (Yeah, yeah)
Thought she was for you, you ain't know these b*tches triflin', yeah, they triflin' (I had to find)
Threw some money in the club, them b*tches started fightin', yeah, fightin' (They had to fight)
ISO with me, man, that sh*t is like my right hand, yeah, my right hand (Yeah, yeah)
Cash made these b*tches wet like a n*gga light skin, yeah, light skin (Yeah, yeah)
The b*tch gave me brain, yeah, like that b*tch was psychic, yeah, psychic
The b*tch told me she got it and that b*tch tried to swipe it, yeah, swipe it (Ooh, skrrtr skrrt, skrrt, uh, huh, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, yeah)
[Verse 2: DooWop & Chief Keef]
Cap or Die (Skrrt skrrt, skrrt skrrt, skrrt skrrt, yeah yeah yeah)
MACs and nines (Skrrt skrrt, skrrt skrrt, skrrt skrrt, boom)
And four-fives (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, yeah yeah yeah, skrrt, skrrt, skrt)
It go homicide (Skrrt skrrt, skrrt skrrt, skrrt skrrt)
Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
We don't do no lyin'
And we still throwin' signs (Go)
And we don't know yo' kind
A lot of mommas cryin'
Rollie on me, still can't tell the time (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Rose gold 7K shine (Skrrt skrrt, skrrt skrrt, skrrt skrrt)
Got this Glock on me I up it then I fire (Skrrt skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

[Chorus: Chief Keef]
Diamonds, yeah, diamonds
Couldn't find purple so I'm pourin' up that Hi-Tech, yeah, Hi-Tech
I just left my jeweler, girl, so you know I'm shinin', yeah, I'm shinin' (Oh, yeah)
Balenciaga runners like a n*gga goin' hikin', yeah, hikin' (Yeah, yeah)
She want to get nut in her, she'll be there soon as we done typin', yeah, typin' (Yeah, yeah)
Baby, that lil n*gga ain't nothin' like I am, yeah, I am (Yeah, I am)
Bring her to my house, she like, "It's pretty" I'm like "Ain't it?", yeah, "Ain't it?" (Yeah, yeah)
b*tches love diamonds just like they love Raymond, yeah, Raymond (Yeah, yeah)
Two rollies on and I still miss my Breitling, yeah, my Breitling, yeah (Yeah, yeah)