–Intro: Sarah Barthel– You’ve got a mouthful of diamonds And a pocket full of secrets –Verse 1: A$AP Twelvyy– Comic book and guns, comic books and guns Watchin’ Power, livin’ Belly Ghost like Tommy Bunns I’ma conquer what I vision, bet my time gon’ come I’m Tetsuo with a Tommy gun Paparazzi pop up where my mami from Prolly hit a lobby with my posse drunk Sippin’ on Bacardi, take a shot of rum Pissin’ in the elevator, still don’t give a f** Gold grill, black mask, still ain’t switchin’ up ‘Member n***as called me Diddy, I was wreakin’ havoc Threw the Glock up in the river, it was too dramatic I’m a shooter, f** my sneaker fashion Fantasize about a week on acids Spazzin’ when the reefer’s pa**in’ –Chorus: Sarah Barthel & A$AP Rocky– Mothaf**a, know what I’m talkin’ ’bout You’ve got a mouth full of diamonds Oh, and a heart that’s made of gold With a mouth full of diamonds And a pocket full of secrets Oh, his eyes was made of stone Pockets full of secrets, know what I’m sayin’? You’ve got a mouth full of diamonds Oh, and we all came here to go Life is what you make it And a pocket full of secrets Know what I’m talkin’ ’bout? Go, go, oh –Verse 2: A$AP Rocky– Fancy teeth and jeans, fancy teeth and jeans I’ve seen some sh** you wouldn’t believe that made me leave the scene Appreciate the late rappers, paved the way rappers I think back to backpackers and the wave cappers ‘Cause now I hate rappers, hate today’s rappers Hate these fake rappers, lame fashion closet gangsta (uhh) rappers And shout outs my n***a Riley, ‘member Gangstalicious? It was gangstas kissin’ gangstas if you paid attention Before my sh** was even out you couldn’t wait to get it But now the sh** I’m puttin’ out gon’ make you think to get it Take a minute, God’s present ’cause I’m way too gifted So next album f** around and make you wait ’til Christmas –Chorus: Sarah Barthel & A$AP Rocky– Mothaf**a, know what I’m talkin’ ’bout You’ve got a mouth full of diamonds Oh, and a heart that’s made of gold With a mouth full of diamonds And a pocket full of secrets Oh, his eyes was made of stone Pockets full of secrets, know what I’m sayin’? You’ve got a mouth full of diamonds Oh, and we all came here to go Life is what you make it And a pocket full of secrets Know what I’m talkin’ ’bout? Go, go, oh