Young Thug Tabernacle song lyrics

My diamonds, they say Pikachu, they say Pikachu

I'm a boss, I walk through the club and just peek at you

My diamonds, they say Pikachu, they gon' wink at you

I'm a boss, bitch I'mma walk through and just peek at you

When I walk through the club my diamonds dancin'

Yes sir, my shit look like cameras flashin'

A-ten-hut, yeah my diamonds be demandin'

Your ho suckin' with a passion, she laughin' (Pikachu)

Fishscale, yeah it's pale

Yeah yeah I got pill for sale, buy it

100k Today, don't try it

My bitch gettin' kind of chubby, she need to go on a fuckin' diet

Oh it's gonna be a riot, block boys, burn you fast, real torque

I got this watch from Italy, but the current time say New York

My bitches wanna get rid of me, I hate the white smell, no Newport

And I'm like "Baby girl you kidding me? This the reason you fly, no airport"

Matching slippers, and yacht shoes

Fifty thousand in the back of my U's, I meant True's (Billy's)

Pockets fat, no Bruce-Bruce

If I took your work that's your fault, you snooze, you lose

Bitch my diamonds dancin', MC Hammer

Soon as it hit the light these bitches start romancin'

Diamonds HD, shine like they gold teeth

All these blood diamonds, got 'em all up out the streets

White VVS's, no-color diamonds

It's like they takin' pictures but it's just the diamonds

Just some young niggas doin' it big

Takin' over and flexin' and shit, yah dig?

And yeah we puttin' on like this

In the dark it still glow like this, yah bitch

We've got these lames handcuffin' they boo

Get one peek, she ain't leavin' with you, ain't that the truth

Hit my cup, hit my black

I can't front, I ain't D4L but I stunt

I ain't drunk in two days, feel like a month

I'm just boolin' with my dogs, feel like I hunt

Bitch I'mma be hood rich in a minute ho

If I start I'll never finish ho

Slip in mud like a Guinea ho

Watchin' Martin No remy, ho

Count fast like a tellie ho

Rays dark, yeah they tinted ho

Black man with racks like them tennis hoes

When we count the racks, we never finished ho

Bitch, Young Scooter got a couple licks, we're gonna go hit

They got a young country boy wanting grits

And like a hit song, he getting remixed

My big homie Gu-Gu run the 6

Runnin' old-school trains get hit

I killed my dog, No Mike Vick

Yeah Quan my homie, you know I'm rich