Yeah
Sh
Quiet hater
I'm a Traplord again
The Traplord, Hood Pope and Li'l Boat nigga
Don't like that nigga ain't that, you can suck on my dick, nigga, (yeah!)
Diamonds shining everywhere, aw yea
Big ol' booty in the air, aw yea
Diamonds in my Cartier, aw yea
Ferg and Yachty in the Lear, aw yea
Diamonds shining everywhere, aw yea
Big ol booty in the air, aw yea
Diamonds in my Cartier, aw yea
Ferg and Yachty in the Lear, aw yea
This what it sound like when doves cry
Traplord in the building like yeah, right!
F*cking on a bad model bitch and I bought her the Prada and Fendi like yeah, right!
In the Ferrari with Yachty we just left the party we hop in the Lear
In the PJ with a couple bad bitches and they touching my Cartiers
Damn and I never had a bitch pop a pussy like this that's a bad bitch right there
Poppin' the bottles of the Cris', you don't think I'm the shit, you niggas is some haters
Aw man look at the glist' on a wrist look like I had it in refrigerator
Had your bitch put a good kiss on a dick and she know that's my my spot right there
Diamonds shining everywhere, aw yea
Big ol' booty in the air, aw yea
Diamonds in my Cartier, aw yea
Ferg and Yachty in the Lear, aw yea
Diamonds shining everywhere, aw yea
Big ol booty in the air, aw yea
Diamonds in my Cartier, aw yea
Ferg and Yachty in the Lear, aw yea
Living out my dreams, I live movie scenes
Nothing's what is seems, thirty to my seams
I'm with the hood pope, we like finer things
Bad Australian bitches in designer jeans
Mister typhoon, trapping Cancun
Diamonds full moon, you's a whole coon
I can't wait for June
Drop the top on that new zoom zoom
I'm a young nigga
Nineteen, I can be your mama's son
F*ck your mama, son
Pull up gang, and that's when the drama come
Diamonds shining everywhere, aw yea
Big ol' booty in the air, aw yea
Diamonds in my Cartier, aw yea
Ferg and Yachty in the Lear, aw yea
Diamonds shining everywhere, aw yea
Big ol booty in the air, aw yea
Diamonds in my Cartier, aw yea
Ferg and Yachty in the Lear, aw yea
ASAP Ferg - Aww Yeah Lyrics
ASAP Ferg - Aww Yeah Lyrics
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Yeah
Sh
Quiet hater
I'm a Traplord again
The Traplord, Hood Pope and Li'l Boat nigga
Don't like that nigga ain't that, you can suck on my dick, nigga, (yeah!)
Diamonds shining everywhere, aw yea
Big ol' booty in the air, aw yea
Diamonds in my Cartier, aw yea
Ferg and Yachty in the Lear, aw yea
Diamonds shining everywhere, aw yea
Big ol booty in the air, aw yea
Diamonds in my Cartier, aw yea
Ferg and Yachty in the Lear, aw yea
This what it sound like when doves cry
Traplord in the building like yeah, right!
F*cking on a bad model bitch and I bought her the Prada and Fendi like yeah, right!
In the Ferrari with Yachty we just left the party we hop in the Lear
In the PJ with a couple bad bitches and they touching my Cartiers
Damn and I never had a bitch pop a pussy like this that's a bad bitch right there
Poppin' the bottles of the Cris', you don't think I'm the shit, you niggas is some haters
Aw man look at the glist' on a wrist look like I had it in refrigerator
Had your bitch put a good kiss on a dick and she know that's my my spot right there
Diamonds shining everywhere, aw yea
Big ol' booty in the air, aw yea
Diamonds in my Cartier, aw yea
Ferg and Yachty in the Lear, aw yea
Diamonds shining everywhere, aw yea
Big ol booty in the air, aw yea
Diamonds in my Cartier, aw yea
Ferg and Yachty in the Lear, aw yea
Living out my dreams, I live movie scenes
Nothing's what is seems, thirty to my seams
I'm with the hood pope, we like finer things
Bad Australian bitches in designer jeans
Mister typhoon, trapping Cancun
Diamonds full moon, you's a whole coon
I can't wait for June
Drop the top on that new zoom zoom
I'm a young nigga
Nineteen, I can be your mama's son
F*ck your mama, son
Pull up gang, and that's when the drama come
Diamonds shining everywhere, aw yea
Big ol' booty in the air, aw yea
Diamonds in my Cartier, aw yea
Ferg and Yachty in the Lear, aw yea
Diamonds shining everywhere, aw yea
Big ol booty in the air, aw yea
Diamonds in my Cartier, aw yea
Ferg and Yachty in the Lear, aw yea
Sh
Quiet hater
I'm a Traplord again
The Traplord, Hood Pope and Li'l Boat nigga
Don't like that nigga ain't that, you can suck on my dick, nigga, (yeah!)
Diamonds shining everywhere, aw yea
Big ol' booty in the air, aw yea
Diamonds in my Cartier, aw yea
Ferg and Yachty in the Lear, aw yea
Diamonds shining everywhere, aw yea
Big ol booty in the air, aw yea
Diamonds in my Cartier, aw yea
Ferg and Yachty in the Lear, aw yea
This what it sound like when doves cry
Traplord in the building like yeah, right!
F*cking on a bad model bitch and I bought her the Prada and Fendi like yeah, right!
In the Ferrari with Yachty we just left the party we hop in the Lear
In the PJ with a couple bad bitches and they touching my Cartiers
Damn and I never had a bitch pop a pussy like this that's a bad bitch right there
Poppin' the bottles of the Cris', you don't think I'm the shit, you niggas is some haters
Aw man look at the glist' on a wrist look like I had it in refrigerator
Had your bitch put a good kiss on a dick and she know that's my my spot right there
Diamonds shining everywhere, aw yea
Big ol' booty in the air, aw yea
Diamonds in my Cartier, aw yea
Ferg and Yachty in the Lear, aw yea
Diamonds shining everywhere, aw yea
Big ol booty in the air, aw yea
Diamonds in my Cartier, aw yea
Ferg and Yachty in the Lear, aw yea
Living out my dreams, I live movie scenes
Nothing's what is seems, thirty to my seams
I'm with the hood pope, we like finer things
Bad Australian bitches in designer jeans
Mister typhoon, trapping Cancun
Diamonds full moon, you's a whole coon
I can't wait for June
Drop the top on that new zoom zoom
I'm a young nigga
Nineteen, I can be your mama's son
F*ck your mama, son
Pull up gang, and that's when the drama come
Diamonds shining everywhere, aw yea
Big ol' booty in the air, aw yea
Diamonds in my Cartier, aw yea
Ferg and Yachty in the Lear, aw yea
Diamonds shining everywhere, aw yea
Big ol booty in the air, aw yea
Diamonds in my Cartier, aw yea
Ferg and Yachty in the Lear, aw yea
Writer: Darold Brown, Miles McCollum, Jamaal Henry
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC