text: Dis type of shit happens every day
  All dem Im under mourn for people pon stay
  But none of dem have the guts to pull out and spray
  None of them have the guts to pull out and spray
  Young Chop on the beat
  I-I-I-I got diamonds on my blocka
  Serve it to my flocka
  Yeah, thats my flocka, to my flocka
  Pray to Lord on my shotta, she be proper
  Yeah, thats my flocka
  Im that Ferragamo Hussein, Tom Cruisin, Rock Of Ages
  Semi-god estate, gettin cake, couldve thought Im Jewish
  Fuck, fuck, fuck, might lose your soul for my language
  Nowadayss, niggas been at round tables talking all that heinous language
  Plutonica, insomnia
  Put that money on your head, Balenciaga yarmulke
  Fifteen when I carried loads of them Oziums
  And them bag of nicks, I mean groceries
  I mean daddy knows aint no controlling me
  My bad, look Scotty might sag
  She give me head before the ass and never let no nigga smash
  No puffing, no pass
  We breaking if we can get half, thank you for making it last;
  Get everything that you got
  Break me a piece of that off, rest in peace niggas I lost
  I-I-I-I got diamonds on my blocka
  Serve it to my flocka
  Yeah, thats my flocka, to my flocka
  Pray to Lord on my shotta, she be proper
  Yeah, thats my flocka
  Oh God, this shit too cold for the mink, Ye
  Bang, bang, bang, my niggas aint tamed
  Might buried your ass in that Sphinx, mane
  Sip Merlot, watch us make the champagne rain
  Let my ding-a-lang hang
  Im a southside nigga where the caine reign
  We running, summers, we running
  Spring and fall, jogging be nothing
  Winter, they cuffing, cuffing them up as they loving
  The same month as my niggas stuffing
  Riding through, rockin, Shaka Zulu
  Block Crip or whole family blue; bloody, yeah, su-woo
  Aint you supposed to preach what you practice?
  Put a rubber on if you stabbing
  Get baptized if you baptist but aint it evil to live backwards
  Holy Ghost, hold on
  Chakalu blakalu los: thats tongue for you niggas who lost
  I-I-I-I got diamonds on my blocka
  Serve it to my flocka
  Yeah, thats my flocka, to my flocka
  Pray to Lord on my shotta, she be proper
  Yeah, thats my flocka