BRIGHT STONES

Imma get mine
 Imma shine bright
 I been getting money
 Imma spend it right, yeah
 All black Trues in my Off-Whites
 We know how to live
 Lil bitch, party every night, yeah
 Said I can't even lift my wrist
 My ice on
 Said I can't even see my wrist
 Got bright stones
 I can't even lift my wrist
 My ice on
 Bright stones, got bright stones, yeah
 Said I can't even lift my wrist
 My ice on
 Said I can't even see my wrist
 Got bright stones
 I can't even lift my wrist
 My ice on
 Bright stones, bright stones
 Yo, yo
 Yeah, I just got in my bag
 Yeah, I just picked up my cheque
 I got some gold on my tooth
 I got some gold on my neck
 Imma go flood a Patek
 I wrote this when I was broke
 I just woke up to some dough
 Ain't gotta worry 'bout debt
 I just gotta fix up my flow
 I gotta book me a show, dawg, damn
 I got my bros on the road
 Ain't gotta worry 'bout hoes, nah
 I keep a real one with me
 Yeah she keep me on my toes, dawg
 These birdies blowing up my phone
 They tryna link up at my home
 Imma go link up my bros, yeah
 Sorry, I gotta go ghost
 Baby girl, I'm in my bag
 So you gotta be patient
 Promise I'll get you that bag
 I'm working, not on vacation
 Yeah, my spot been vacant
 I ain't really need to play this
 VS1 on my necklace
 Yeah, I really got paid shit, damn
 Said I can't even lift my wrist
 My ice on
 Said I can't even see my wrist
 Got bright stones
 I can't even lift my wrist
 My ice on
 Bright stones, got bright stones, yeah
 Said I can't even lift my wrist
 My ice on
 Said I can't even see my wrist
 Got bright stones
 I can't even lift my wrist
 My ice on
 Bright stones, bright stones
 Yeah, yeah
 Chains on Skateboard P, yeah
 Nize it with that talking
 Know some hitters that might delete ya
 I ain't 'bout no long talks
 You best not make me repeat shit
 Nize it with that capping
 You ain't rapping, you're just reaching
 If you're tryna go blind
 Just take a little look at my wrist
 Went thru hell and back
 Just to put little ice on my fist
 Went thru hell and back
 Just to put some Michael Kors on my bitch
 Now Imma flip 'n reinvest the bread
 Buy my dukes a new crib
 They said I couldn't do it
 Imma prove em wrong, yeah
 Imma get these units moving
 Imma do it all on my own, yeah
 Boss man, I'm who they call, yeah
 Stacking, my money tall, yeah
 Can't Go Broke
 Cause bitch, I was born to ball, yeah
 Said I can't even lift my wrist
 My ice on
 Said I can't even see my wrist
 Got bright stones
 I can't even lift my wrist
 My ice on
 Bright stones, got bright stones, yeah
 Said I can't even lift my wrist
 My ice on
 Said I can't even see my wrist
 Got bright stones
 I can't even lift my wrist
 My ice on
 Bright stones, bright stones