[Chorus: Connie Diiamond]
Yeah, huh, look how we get it, look how we winnin', huh
Oh, you in yo’ feelin's like you mad, well, bitch, I'm with it
I’m on my suit and tie and that mean I'm about my bu'ness, huh
Pull up makin' racket with all these diamonds in my tennis, bitch
Okay, let's get it, huh, I ain't got no time for janky business hoes and critics, huh
BOA with runners, never knock me off my pivot, huh
We can't spend no time after he reach his spendin' limit
Bitches trippin’, penny pinchin’, shit, I need a big percentage, yeah

[Verse 1: Connie Diiamond]
Yeah, okay let's get it, huh
Wear him out then swap him, treat my n***as like they rented, huh
Day ones don’t mean shit, 'cause even night and day be switchin' up
Slave over a stove 'cause shit ain’t free, I gotta whip it up
Okay, let's get it, huh
New vacay to Cali scoutin' plugs off intuition
'Cause I need a bag and a new bag to put up in it
When n***as try to bag without a bag, I get offended, huh
N***as talkin' bad but act like fans up in my mentions
Okay, let's get it, huh, any bitch start dissin'
Watch Amber alert her missin', huh
Getting to the chicken my runners all need a ribbon
You know I gotta get it my n***a I'm really different, yeah

[Chorus: Connie Diiamond]
Okay, let's get it, huh, look how we winnin'
Oh, you in yo' feelings like you mad, well bitch, I'm with it
I'm on my suit and tie and that mean I'm about my business
Pull up make a racket with all these diamonds in my tennis, bitch
Okay, let's get it, huh, I ain't got no time for janky bu'ness hoes or critics
BOA with runners, never knock me off my pivot
We can't spend no time after he reach his spendin' limit
Bitches trippin', penny pinchin', shit, I need a big percentage
[Verse 2: Dame D.O.L.L.A.]
If they call about the paper then I pick up on the first ring
Talk about a bag, n***as know I'm on the first team
Bitch, I bust a check, uh, Bentley on my neck
I can't fuck around with no n***as not commandin' no respect
Real G, I got some code about me, I hang with n***as that I shouldn't
'Cause they the ones that showed me love before I started cookin'
With these wins I'm John Wooden, built myself a cushion
'Cause I'm tired of all these lames with this cappin' and this wolfin'
'Bout my business, uh, suit and tie drippin'
Jordan type of alpha but you always need a Pippen
My brother fit description and my cousins do, too
We learned the hard way, n***a, not on YouTube
I'm official as a whistle, realness in my tissue
Family buttoned up, you could still get ya issue
I'm more the type to never let it go than be forgetful
Well, the only thing I wish you, I hope they don't dismiss you, mm

[Chorus: Connie Diiamond]
Okay, let's get it, huh, look how we winnin', huh
Oh, you in yo' feelin's like you mad, well, bitch, I'm with it
I'm on my suit and tie and that mean I'm about my business, huh
Pull up make a racket with all these diamonds in my tennis, bitch
Okay, let's get it, huh, I ain't got no time for janky bu'ness hoes or critics
BOA with runners, never knock me off my pivot
We can't spend no time after he reach his spendin' limit
Bitches tripping penny pinchin', shit, I need a big percentage