Solitaires

Album: High Off Life (2020)
Charted: 59 32
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  • (Wheezy outta here)

    Solitary diamonds, solitary jewels
    With a bitch that's shinin', lookin' like the moon
    Said she wanna party, wanna let it loose
    Bustin' out my back room, she ain't out the loop
    It's jumpin', let it in
    Ooh
    I put it out, they come in
    Ooh

    Came up off a brick
    Bought a Richard Mille, my new watch don't tick
    Drippin' in Louis V, made a movie, and Prada another film
    It's the Don Dada, I stand this Lamborghini on one wheel
    Twelve o'clock, and I got my gun clocked, and I'm on one pill
    Monday all the way to Sunday, pick a time to drill
    Gettin' my lettuce, I'm gettin' my paper, I'm gettin' my trees, woo, woo
    One thousand percent, keep it one thousand with me woo, woo (yeah)
    Started with my squad, so I can't chill
    Money over bitches, gotta play the field
    Coronavirus diamonds, you can catch the flu
    Trap in bandos, walk in Jimmy Choo
    Solitaries made a rockstar too
    Solitary diamonds, I can show proof
    That these bitches on me just like a pop group
    I got racks on my mind and I can't lose
    And I got solitary diamonds, solitary jewels
    Watches full of baguettes, pockets full of blue (yeah)
    Solitary diamonds, solitary jewels
    Girls gettin' naked in my swimming pool (yeah)
    I wanna take care you and your friends (yeah)

    Ooh
    I put it out, they come in
    Ooh (it's lit)
    Radical decisions what we always choose
    All the dogs is hungry and they sellin' food (yeah)
    Every time we do it, tend to hit the news
    I don't want it if it's stiff or if that pussy loose
    Runnin', know they gunnin' 'cause I got the juice
    I been thuggin' since a youngin, brought that work to school
    Floodin' all the hunnids, we done broke the pool
    All this money bring the power, I didn't make the rules (let's go)

    Sipping on codeine got my screws loose
    Making all this money got my screws loose (yeah)
    Ridin' Lamborgini made her pussy juicy
    Grippin' on the wheel, playin' in her pussy
    Diamonds my neck been going crazy
    I think I need to see a psychiatrist (ooh)
    Living in the streets and the gutter raised me
    I know how to sell narcotics

    When they let us off of lock', man, we gon' make that shit pop
    Been humpin' wifey for so long, she got a limp when she walk
    Got seven drops in four spots, I get to pick where I live
    In the back they playin' twinsies like a Hugh Hefner zoo
    On my teeth, these diamonds twinkle, in her legs a Jacuzzi
    I be tweakin' every day, I got some screws missin'
    I keep a Air Max pump on me, no, not my 270s (yeah)
    And they know just where I be, it's like I'm 713 (yeah)
    Havin' money on this side is not the conversation (yeah, yeah)
    Solitary diamonds for my dog inside, he waited, yeah (straight up)

    Solitary diamonds, solitary jewels
    With a bitch that's shinin', lookin' like the moon
    Said she wanna party, wanna let it loose
    Bustin' out my back room, she ain't out the loop
    I wanna take care you and your friends
    Ooh
    I put it out, they come in
    Ooh Writer/s: Jacques Webster, Michael G Dean, Nayvadius Wilburn, Wesley Tyler Glass
    Publisher: Payday Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
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