Okay let’s get it Diamonds in my skillet (D Money) Smoking on popeye spinach Taste victory, just licked it Gotta bad Queen she gets it Went shopping and twerked on Lenox Baha Mar Pri spend it The Nation went ballistic Close another deal And another one We got all the runs (We running) We have all the fun Shooters with dreads drinking They got all the rum Count Vice Presidents Here’s another one Every shot got hope I’m tryna teach you the ropes I gotta method I use when to cope Get to the ice when you conquer the slopes Keep my head down when Niggas want boast Shaqin attacking I’m back in the post I told you niggas I’m not that old but I walk with stick I always gotta tote I make moments Never lose focus White on noses We be the dopest Faith got roses We never hopeless We never soulless We never goalless Minnesota stay on my back That kid from AK I feel like I’m chosen I got a cannon and she scorching Please tell STT we rogueing And we top pick My whole mob lit Part Chinese whipping the noodles with the chop sticks Threw me to the wolves I came out of the mosh pit A king Built my own team and flew All my niggas is under the wing Thaddmoney in the back with the money gram Same spot, but I made progress like the running man I became the money man led em to the motherland Racks in my brother hand Blunt in my other hand