–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