Paroles de Diana

Yeah
Yo, yo

Live fast, die rich, I'm a super bad bitch (Bad bitch)
Bagged fifth, hit 'em up, told 'em, "Let's do Saks Fifth"
Mad I drove the Aston, prayin' that the bags fit (Uh-huh)
Credit A1, still be talkin' cash shit
Boujee bitch off the Ace, but get lit off Patrón
Gangster bitch, a female Bugzy Malone
Either love me or leave me alone
Without a nigga or a stimulus, know I still stand on my own (Facts)
And I'ma still shine when these hoes throw shade
Got the MAC in the bag case a ho wanna play (What's up?)
Put me next to any bitch, I'ma upgrade (Uh-huh)
Real bitch, keep a nigga home like a snow day (Ooh)
But good dick ain't bеtter than a bankroll (Bankroll)
So a broke nigga bettеr be thankful (Thankful)
A bust down might make me touch my ankles

This pussy smell good, but I fuck 'em like a stank ho
Uh, I said the pussy smell good, but I fuck 'em like a stank ho
Uh, pussy smell good, but I fuck 'em like a stank ho

Good dick and a bankroll, ain't no way around it
Your nigga a killer and a sweetheart, you fuck that regardless
I put a couple niggas down, but I grew up for you, shorty Bitch, my lowkey whip an A5, I'm shittin' on Audis
Look how you steppin', ma, you so cute, you so fly
I don't hit women, but if you rape my heart, bitch, you gon' die
I love you so much, you so pretty, I'm finna cry
We be bumpin' heads a lot 'cause, babe, we both a Gemini
Take my life before you take my bitch from me
Want you to fuck me like a poor ho like you need some rent money

Uh, I said the pussy smell good, but I fuck 'em like a stank ho
Uh, pussy smell good, but I fuck 'em like a stank ho
Uh, I said the pussy smell good, but I fuck 'em like a stank ho
Uh, pussy smell good, but I fuck 'em like a stank ho

If there's a cure for this, I don't want it, I don't want it
If there's a remedy, I'll run from it, I'll run from it
Thinkin' 'bout it all the time, I never let it out of my mind
'Cause I wanna love on you
If there's a cure for this, I don't want it, I don't want it
If there's a remedy, I'll run from it, I'll run from it
Thinkin' 'bout it all the time, I never let it out of my mind
'Cause I wanna fuck on you
Can I suck on you?
Don't call the doctor
Don't call your mama
Don't call the preacher
No, I don't need it