rolex 作词 : FITZIL 作曲 : FITZIL 编曲:nenja (rework) sampling from "wall street" ayy sheesh ayy diamonds on my rollies bling bling shine on bling bling diamonds on my rollies oh oh shine on bling bling diamonds on my rollies bling bling shine on bling bling diamonds on my rollies oh oh shine on bling bling start from the bottom i f* that b* f* up u just the s* i stepped on what u do is futile diamonds on my rollies bling bling shine on bling bling diamonds on my rollies oh oh shine on bling bling diamonds on my rollies bling bling shine on bling bling diamonds on my rollies oh oh shine on bling bling (Lyrics from LINK UP TV drizzy freestyle barz) look Seen 'em in person, I'm seein' a ghost They told me relax 'cause they're takin' control Take all that **** up and my bro I wish you the best, let me know how it goes Wanna be free and I wanna let go We came around and you showed us the most I know so much **** that I cannot expose I keep it inside and I laugh on my own Got all the tea and I'm hottin' it up I need a shade mansion, a room's not enough You're droppin' some **** but that **** was a bust They got no direction, they're followin' us I come from a city that they never touch Your man is a goofy and he could get rushed I can't name a rapper or girl that I trust I dream about turnin' these yutes into dust Yep, yep Yeah, look You know how the paigon chit-chat goes I like Rs and Vs and Os I don't really play no tic-tac-toe Been through highs and lows We seen man last night, they froze Wasn't no cameras, wasn't no pose Just like that one time at Nobu Good thing man weren't pullin' out phones Think you know me? That's not true We got ties in West End too She came over and she got slewed Throwin' up six like man had flu I got way too big off Views Back to the basics, I won't lose They wanna link when they got no chunes They too worried 'bout sellin' out shoes I don't give a f*ck about jeans and crep Or goin' to Milan or goin' to the Met I just wanna make these songs for the set I just wanna load that and let that wet I got so much tings in the stash Fold up anyone, dun that clash Got no sense like Jizzle and shh Big and bad like leader and shh Can't do love 'cause they get too attached Phone get broke and whip get scratched I'ma just take my knots in cash They can never tie me down, that's facts All that bark but we know he's a cat I don't really like goin' tit for tat I'ma just come like tat-tat-tat I'ma just end that there, that's that