Groveboy T.M.T. - 21 Diamonds Lyrics

My watch don't tick and white and gold ring
Got 21 diamonds I'm shine and stay clean
When I pop tags Gucci bags smelling like Chanel Blue
Louie wallet for credit card I go hard
When I do clean up these girls these girls I'm clean up
In all white whip chicks I'm a pick 'em up
And a nigga stay dipped so I'm a dig 'em up
Dig 'em out 'put em out then I'm a re-up
Gucci kicks Gucci watch hater block with Gucci shades
Hear a nigga don't like it f*ck it long as I get paid
When I laid up like bullet wound in that pussy
Operate like Dr. doom in that pussy
Put a broom pussy vroom vroom pussy
Daytona 500 gone boom and she missed me
This grove-ism
Hit em with a stack of paper
Pop bottles in the clubs show em love
Now which watch should I wear the light might make em stare
Got so much ice you might go blind from the glare
I look good in my Coogi fresh in my ENYCE
No TRU religion but them pagans can't see me
I'm an OG but young thugs wanna be me
Plus a nigga handing out slugs if I need be
With an enough force to put plugs in ya scully
I'm the Gooch buddy love call me the bully
Now my ears be shinning with solitaire diamonds
White gold black stones plus a nig keep grinding
Keep a stack of the feddie gwap of the cheddie
My VVS diamonds be far from the petty
Like to drive fast car I'm the black Richard Petty
When I'm in the Carolina Greensboro I be ready
When I'm in the Trey-four, I'm in Rupert Park
On Tenth Street a nigga got the heart
Now DP where I be Douglas Park and Ray Warren
When I'm in South Side Smith Homes where I'm scoring
North side up in Claremont and the lost north
Been hood since my teens when I jump off the porch
Air forces be clean mean crushed out linen
My team so supreme plus of all of us is winning
Then it comes to cream we see dollars then we get em
You can write the checks out to Terrace McKinnon
TMT money folder CEO stock holder
I'm the man them young nigga's wanna be when they get older
I'm cold like the winter, to floss in the summer
Plus with street knowledge and I stay with a gunner
OK I'm the gunner make the play like the runner
Re-up with myself so I stay making numbers
You can hate if you wanna can't relate to this you lack this
Gross every so I stay paying taxes

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm going back

I get gone off the top self sip on the best stock
High like a kite but go higher when I invest stock
Been through it all but never fall you can Doc
When me and Greg in the booth it's the best block
You can get the truth from the street when the vocals drop
Shots from the chrome microphone like a plastic Glock

Pop, pop, pop, Yeah