You keep turning, keep turning my life around You're my kaleidoscope Hey la nah nah oh Violets and purples Diamonds and circles I love every minute You've got me in it

Desire, two souls on fire Make me feel some type of way Feel some type of way Got me feeling some type of way (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh) Got a chain on my heart and it's spinning in diamonds And that chain 'round your heart got me blinded You got me out here

Oh, the cuckoo she's a pretty bird And she warbles as she flies Jack of Diamonds, Jack of Diamonds And she never holler cuckoo 'Til the 4th day of July Well, I've known you of old Well, you've robbed my poor pockets Of the silver and the gold I'm goin'

We made it out to the other side Ooo ooo ooo ooh My pussy tastes like Pepsi Cola Come on baby, let's ride We can escape to the great sunshine I know your wife and she wouldn't mind Harvey's in the sky with diamonds And it's making me crazy Come on come

Bring ten bitches to the back Whippin' up Whitney, boy how you do that, ooh Whippin' up Whitney, whippin' up Whitney, Lil Pump how you do that? Ooh Damn, I went and flexed like this Diamonds so yellow it look like piss, ooh I can't wife no bitch, spent a

Lucy in the sky with diamonds Picture yourself in a boat on a river With tangerine trees and marmalade skies. Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly, A girl with kaleidoscope eyes. Cellophane flowers of yellow and green Towering over your head. Look

I, I who have nothing I, I who have no one Adore you and want you so I'm just a no one with nothing to give you but, oh He, he buys you diamonds Bright, sparkling diamonds But, believe me, dear, when I say That he can give you the world but he'll never

You know how froze that is Look at my neck, damn Look at my fist oh yeah I'm a rockstar smash my guitar Diamonds on my fist and on my arms Meek and I don't dress the same, relate in Goyard Frostbite on my pinky ring watch me flex on y'all I get it now,

Stay papered up, on gang (oh) Stay papered up, woah Heavy ass Mercedes Benz on top rims Big chain, pink diamonds, candy ring Couple million dollars off my own strain Your life like a video game, Grand Turismo I'm in that GT-R 'cause I pop the six four I

If she wanna dance, let her dance for the money, ooh I don't need no friends if you really wanna know the truth I lost all my friends countin' bands in the Bentley coupe Diamonds on me doin' handstands, Rosé on my tooth Lost a few friends chasin' hand