A$AP Twelvyy - Diamonds ft. A$AP Rocky Lyrics

A$AP Twelvyy - Diamonds ft. A$AP Rocky Lyrics









[Intro: Sarah Barthel]

You've got a mouthful of diamonds

And a pocket full of secrets



[Verse 1: A$AP Twelvyy]

Comic book and guns, comic books and guns

Watchin' Power, livin' Belly

Ghost like Tommy Bunns

I'ma conquer what I vision, bet my time gon' come

I'm Tetsuo with a Tommy gun

Paparazzi pop up where my mami from

Prolly hit a lobby with my posse drunk

Sippin' on Bacardi, take a shot of rum

Pissin' in the elevator, still don't give a fuck

Gold grill, black mask, still ain't switchin' up

'Member niggas called me Diddy, I was wreakin' havoc

Threw the Glock up in the river, it was too dramatic

I'm a shooter, fuck my sneaker fashion

Fantasize about a week on acids

Spazzin' when the reefer's passin'



[Chorus: Sarah Barthel & A$AP Rocky]

Mothafucka, know what I'm talkin' 'bout

You've got a mouth full of diamonds

Oh, and a heart that's made of gold

With a mouth full of diamonds

And a pocket full of secrets

Oh, his eyes was made of stone

Pockets full of secrets, know what I'm sayin'?

You've got a mouth full of diamonds

Oh, and we all came here to go

Life is what you make it

And a pocket full of secrets

Know what I'm talkin' 'bout?

Go, go, oh



[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]

Fancy teeth and jeans, fancy teeth and jeans

I’ve seen some shit you wouldn't believe that made me leave the scene

Appreciate the late rappers, paved the way rappers

I think back to backpackers and the wave cappers

'Cause now I hate rappers, hate today's rappers

Hate these fake rappers, lame fashion closet gangsta (uhh) rappers

And shout outs my nigga Riley, 'member Gangstalicious?

It was gangstas kissin' gangstas if you paid attention

Before my shit was even out you couldn't wait to get it

But now the shit I'm puttin' out gon' make you think to get it

Take a minute, God's present 'cause I'm way too gifted

So next album fuck around and make you wait 'til Christmas



[Chorus: Sarah Barthel & A$AP Rocky]

Mothafucka, know what I'm talkin' 'bout

You've got a mouth full of diamonds

Oh, and a heart that's made of gold

With a mouth full of diamonds

And a pocket full of secrets

Oh, his eyes was made of stone

Pockets full of secrets, know what I'm sayin'?

You've got a mouth full of diamonds

Oh, and we all came here to go

Life is what you make it

And a pocket full of secrets

Know what I'm talkin' 'bout?

Go, go, oh

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