Samba Testo

You know what I'm not gonna accept this summer, yeah
Is these dickhead rappers, yeah, pouring water on me in the crowd
Because it not fair, yeah
True say all my garms are expensive
D-D-Daytrip took it to ten (Hey)

Uh, true, true, uh
I'm just a nigga from the ends that made it with his friends
But we more like brothers
Rockstar shit, so you know the gyaldem love us Broskis in the field, he be payin' with the gunners
Millis plus for us please
Can you see the game? We go run forrestly
See this money didn't come for free
Water in the crowd so they can drip like me

Dancer
My diamonds bussin' moves, now we Samba
She give me greenlight name's Amber
She want smoke, star sign Cancer, uh, uh, yeah
Dancer
My diamonds bussin' moves, now we Samba
Life of the party, we just live our life up
He's a third party, we don't know him like that

Style icon ('Con)
Fashion icon ('Con)
Baddie from France
Only buck her when it's fashion week, on God (God)
Next day I gotta catch a flight to Milan (Milan) Konvict Music, might sign to Akon ('Kon)
Straight from the blocks to the charts all the time
Now shits different, gotta they pay for my time
Your set don't bang, if we ain't on airtime
I might just cancel, if we ain't the headline

I spent a lot racks, it wasn't for free
She don't even try but my shawty on fleek
Ten steps ahead, say I've gone clear
Finesse with style, like I really don't care
Amiri jeans on my Moncler
Truth really is, you won't even dare
'Fore I start plotting, devilish steps
With my dark shades, devilish stares

Dancer
My diamonds bussin' moves, now we Samba
She give me greenlight name's Amber
She want smoke, star sign Cancer, uh, uh, yeah
Dancer
My diamonds bussin' moves, now we Samba
Life of the party, we just live our life up
He's a third party, we don't know him like that

She's ringing my line
Shawty gonna fuck for some handbag
Chanel or Gucci handbag
Everytime I call, she gon' answer
She's not a ten, we can't take a day trip
VIP shit, whole lotta gang shit
Fisherman ting, expensive drip
Fisherman ting, expensive drip

If she don't give top, she can not come back (No)
Gyalla get jug, if she got a big back (Yeah, yeah)
After that baby girl you gotta dash
Your gyal could never ever say she spend my stack (Yeah, yeah)
I re-up and tell the plug I'll be right back
I spend the puff and make it back that's no cap
Balenciaga drip, you know I'm worth a couple rack
I got a personal shopper, I don't get it off the rack (Yeah, yeah)

Dancer
My diamonds bussin' moves, now we Samba
She give me greenlight name's Amber
She want smoke, star sign Cancer, uh, uh, yeah
Dancer
My diamonds bussin' moves, now we Samba
Life of the party, we just live our life up
He's a third party, we don't know him like that