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diamond$ on my wrist!. Video (MV)




Performed By: ScHoolBoy Iris
Language: English
Length: 3:43
Written by: Omontuenmen Iribhogbe




ScHoolBoy Iris - diamond$ on my wrist!. Lyrics




I'm ready I'm ready I'm ready
The 100s the 100s the 100s go get it!

Hop on a jet
I'm on a mission I'm living for this and I'm grinding for 'morrow
Placing a bet
I'm beating my chest and i'm getting this shit and I'm killing my sorrow
I been obsessed about all my goals chasing my dreams better pray for tomorrow
Scoring this shit men I feel aguero
Running this field men I feel like Pizzaro
When I'm on record I blow collorado
Pockets so green like a ripe avacado
Cheers to myself men I say obligato
You made me so strong I'm so full With some kcal oh
I was so lost
It was so wrong
Killing my self I was moving with Cunts
Man I did fall
Down to the floor
Got some weird niggas that came for My sauce
Came for my sauce

I'm ready I'm ready I'm ready I'm ready
The 100s the 100s the 100s the 100s Go get it!
F*ck it up f*ck it up f*ck it up f*ck it up
Run it up run it up run it up run it up

I be so okay!
Diamonds on my wrist !
I gat Three five six eight things to prove to Enemies
I'll be on the way (F*ck it f*ck it up f*ck it up)
So Get out of my way (Run it up Run it up Run it up Run it up hey !)
I gat Three five six eight things to prove to Enemies
So I'll be okay

100 racks 100 racks 100 racks
100 racks 100 racks
F*ck up some commas and put all my Shit on the B-roll
Photograph Photograph Photograph Photograph photograph
Put all my Shit on the B-roll
Look at the photographs
I'm one of a kind
My shit hot like the sun
I Can't I can't i can't
Can't get enough
100 racks 100 racks 100 racks
100 racks 100 racks
Killing these hoes men
F*ck em in Cadillacs

I'm ready I'm ready I'm ready I'm ready
The 100s the 100s the 100s the 100s Go get it!
F*ck it up f*ck it up f*ck it up f*ck it up
Run it up run it up run it up run it up

I be so okay!
Diamonds on my wrist !
I gat Three five six eight things to prove to enemies
I'll be on the way (F*ck it f*ck it up f*ck it up)
So Get out of my way (Run it up Run it up Run it up Run it up hey !)
I gat Three five six eight things to prove to enemies
So I'll be okay

F*ck it up f*ck it up f*ck it up f*ck it up
Run it up run it up run it up run it up
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I'm ready I'm ready I'm ready
The 100s the 100s the 100s go get it!

Hop on a jet
I'm on a mission I'm living for this and I'm grinding for 'morrow
Placing a bet
I'm beating my chest and i'm getting this shit and I'm killing my sorrow
I been obsessed about all my goals chasing my dreams better pray for tomorrow
Scoring this shit men I feel aguero
Running this field men I feel like Pizzaro
When I'm on record I blow collorado
Pockets so green like a ripe avacado
Cheers to myself men I say obligato
You made me so strong I'm so full With some kcal oh
I was so lost
It was so wrong
Killing my self I was moving with Cunts
Man I did fall
Down to the floor
Got some weird niggas that came for My sauce
Came for my sauce

I'm ready I'm ready I'm ready I'm ready
The 100s the 100s the 100s the 100s Go get it!
F*ck it up f*ck it up f*ck it up f*ck it up
Run it up run it up run it up run it up

I be so okay!
Diamonds on my wrist !
I gat Three five six eight things to prove to Enemies
I'll be on the way (F*ck it f*ck it up f*ck it up)
So Get out of my way (Run it up Run it up Run it up Run it up hey !)
I gat Three five six eight things to prove to Enemies
So I'll be okay

100 racks 100 racks 100 racks
100 racks 100 racks
F*ck up some commas and put all my Shit on the B-roll
Photograph Photograph Photograph Photograph photograph
Put all my Shit on the B-roll
Look at the photographs
I'm one of a kind
My shit hot like the sun
I Can't I can't i can't
Can't get enough
100 racks 100 racks 100 racks
100 racks 100 racks
Killing these hoes men
F*ck em in Cadillacs

I'm ready I'm ready I'm ready I'm ready
The 100s the 100s the 100s the 100s Go get it!
F*ck it up f*ck it up f*ck it up f*ck it up
Run it up run it up run it up run it up

I be so okay!
Diamonds on my wrist !
I gat Three five six eight things to prove to enemies
I'll be on the way (F*ck it f*ck it up f*ck it up)
So Get out of my way (Run it up Run it up Run it up Run it up hey !)
I gat Three five six eight things to prove to enemies
So I'll be okay

F*ck it up f*ck it up f*ck it up f*ck it up
Run it up run it up run it up run it up
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Writer: Omontuenmen Iribhogbe
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