diamond lane

millionaires

you and me

diamond lane

sparkling like champagne

never ride alone

car smells like cologne

you and me

diamond lane

sparkling like champagne

never ride alone

hands free

iphone

you and me

diamond lane

sparkling my champagne

i'll bring a boy home

from my show

backstage

battin' cage

hit it hard

i'll swap you like a trading card

you're just a one night

standin' in my front yard

i can be your babygirl

put me in your carseat

strap me down

buckle tight

bumpy ride

guaranteed

bentley

h3

bottles in the backseat

now turn that bass up

we listenin' to gucci

you

me

d-i-a-m-o-n-d lane

you

me

d-i-a-m-o-n-d lane

you and me

diamond lane

sparkling like champagne

never ride alone

car smells like cologne

you and me

diamond lane

sparkling like champagne

never ride alone

hands free

iphone

rollin' up

rollin' blunts

rollin' in the benz

got a random in my car

and he tryin' to get it in

a hundred bucks that he puts me in his tweet

and if i had a black dick

i bet he'd suck it 'til it's pink

hah

but i'm not that ratchet

tell me where the party at

you know i'm gonna crash it

shootin' up

like a star

breath takin'

cpr

you

me

d-i-a-m-o-n-d lane

you

me

d-i-a-m-o-n-d lane

you and me

diamond lane

sparkling like champagne

never ride alone

car smells like cologne

you and me

diamond lane

sparkling like champagne

never ride alone

hands free

iphone

we never ride alone

kush blunts in the ash tray

ciroc got me naughty

guess i'm back to my old ways

we on the freeway mazaradi relay

with the top missing yup think

it was my b-day a very rich bitch

got me on that shit

stacking dead presidents

with the millionaires getting manicures