TrapFlute Royale

Yeah, yeah

(let's

go)

Diamonds on my wrist dripping down to my fist

Diamonds on my wrist dripping down to my fist (dripping down) Diamonds

on

my wrist dripping

down to my fist

Stacking these bands up high in the sky

Cruising the city we never fly by (zoom) Flute loop playing while

we pull up in style

Left 'em behind by at least half a mile

Ice cold cup and the interior's clean

Shining so bright like a cinematic scene

(hahaha) Yeah we run the game and we make our own rules

Look at the shine on these custom-made jewels

Diamonds on my wrist dripping down to my fist

Diamonds on my wrist dripping down to my fist (dripping down) Diamonds

on my wrist dripping down to my fist (yeah) (out)