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Shoreline Mafia – Chandelier Lyrics

Chandelier by Shoreline Mafia


Diamond  wet, diamond clear
On  my wrist, on my ear
On my neck a chandelier
I sip lean, I don’t really do no beer
Diamond  wet, diamond clear
On  my wrist, on my ear
On my neck a chandelier
I  sip lean, I don’t really do no beer

I be sippin’ on this lean, not no beer though (No beer though)
I don’t fuck around with niggas ’cause they weirdos (They weirdos)
All these bitches steady talking, I don’t hear hoes (I don’t hear ’em)
How  you say you sippin’ muddy, cup be clear though? (Cup be clear though)
Bitch, I’m really balling, we fucking if you calling (What?)
I ain’t with the stalling, ain’t go see you in the morning (In the morning)
These bitches steady flodging, my niggas steady balling (Steady balling)
We shooting, fuck the squabbling, chopper solving any problems, bitch (Fire, fire)

Diamond wet, diamond clear
On my wrist, on my ear
On my neck a chandelier
I sip lean, I don’t really do no beer
Diamond wet, diamond clear
On my wrist, on my ear
On my neck a chandelier
I sip lean, I don’t really do no beer

All my diamonds wet, pinky ring cost a ‘Vette
Eastside, that’s the set, money makers on deck
High it up on my jet, wasn’t even tryna flex
But my watch lit, bracelet flick, special effect
But, that’s all facts though, hundred racks worth of gold
Bitch, it’s just dough, grind up, get some more
It ain’t hard to tell apart the Wraith in front the corner store
Bought some chips and Powerade, I bought my bitch and fired her off
Scratched off like my tires itching, I’m that nigga
Hella rappers corny, I don’t do no songs with ’em
Dressing like Superman villains, I don’t fuck with ’em
Money to the ceiling, dressed like a million
Big money in the building, women acting like children
Tryna give they boss niggas thots and competition
Huh, Eastside on mind at all times
Andretti, Shoreline

Diamond wet, diamond clear
On my wrist, on my ear
On my neck a chandelier
I sip lean, I don’t really do no beer
Diamond wet, diamond clear
On my wrist, on my ear
On my neck a chandelier
I sip lean, I don’t really do no beer

Balenciaga and the Prada
I wear Pro Clubs, you niggas wearing Shaka
I got diamonds and they wetter than some water
Bitch, I’m Fanta, you lil niggas Shasta
My nigga fresh out, shout out my nigga Foster
I’m at Nova, yeah, my nigga, bossa’
And he tried to plot on me, but I caught you
So I need both your hands, I’ma chop ’em
I got carats in my mouth
Fuck your ho on my couch
Purple drank from the South
On the Westside it’s never been a drought
I get Quali’, I get Tech, I get Wock’
I get bitches, I get hoes, I get thots
I get money, I get cash, I get guap
I spend money, hella money, yeah, a lot

Diamond wet, diamond clear
On my wrist, on my ear
On my neck a chandelier
I sip lean, I don’t really do no beer
Diamond wet, diamond clear
On my wrist, on my ear
On my neck a chandelier
I sip lean, I don’t really do no beer


Song: “Chandelier”
Release Date: September 4, 2019