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DIAMONDS DANCING
Hip-Hop/Rap
DIAMONDS DANCING was released on January 9, 2026 by 3486566 Records DK as a part of the album DIAMONDS DANCING - Single
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Release DateJanuary 9, 2026
Label3486566 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM63

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Day’Shawn The Don
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Day’Shawn The Don
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Day’Shawn The Don
Engineer
LVIS
LVIS
Producer

Lyrics

(My diamonds is dancing)
Wake up and get me a check, I'm counting these racks
My diamonds is dancing (Dancing)
I got a crib in the H, but it ain't for me
I need a mansion (Yeah)
Why do they think that they safe?
I shoot with the K, my bullets gon' land
And my jewelry is wet like a pool, don't get me confused
My diamonds is dancing (Dancing)
My diamonds is dancing all on a bitch
The bezel it shine, it cost 'bout a brick (Aye aye)
I do not reply to 5s who in my DMs, at least be a 6
I'm fuckin' on 10s, while poppin' these 10s
I do all this shit, it's just 'cuz I'm rich
She pause while I'm crackin', she can't handle dick
I'm pourin' up Sprite, that shit mixed with the Tris
I keep sippin' lean, I don't care what you say
Keep sayin' my name, I think that you gay
Lil' boy you a bitch, better watch what you say
Got choppas on choppas on choppas on choppas
You know I'ma let that bitch spray
Aim at his face, I'm shootin' and watchin' him die
Got red in my cup, you would think that I'm 5ive
These choppas go boom, sound like 4th of July
She keep tryna lie, don't do that with me
I'm big in the North, South, West, and the East
This hoe tryna fuck, I'm out of her league
Got blunts in my bag cuz I wanna smoke weed
I sold her a Perc for a band, she a fiend
Whole pack to the face, bitch I can't even see
He had to die for what he said to me
Sent shots at his chest, he forgot how to breathe
(Oh shit twin, he tryna fight you, what the fuck you finna do?)
Tell him get at me
Put a few Os on his head, he a athlete
Chase his ass down, like we in a track meet
I got a 9 millimeter in the backseat
And I got a bad lil' hoe tryna neck me (Bitch)
I don't want Keisha, and I don't want Becky neither
Fuck Tion Wayne, I'd never pay for his feature
I don't want that girl, she don't want me either
You left me for him, he looks like a creature
I made that hoe sing, like she Justin Bieber
I got a lil' opp tryna talk from the bleachers
He tryna shoot at me?
He think he the reaper? (Think you the what?)
Let them all know what I say
You ain't from the trap, then you can't get a feature
Wake up and get me a check, I'm counting these racks
My diamonds is dancing (It glow in the dark)
I got a crib in the H, but it ain't for me
I need a mansion (Yeah)
Why do they think that they safe?
I shoot with the K, my bullets gon' land
And my jewelry is wet like a pool, don't get me confused
My diamonds is dancing (Dancing)
I'm pourin' my cup with the wock and the fanta
I'm rollin wit 3 hoes, act like I'm Santa
I flew in a bitch ATL, she a dancer
If she ain't tryna fuck send her back to Atlanta
Limited storage, you see I can't save a hoe
5 million dollars bitch act like you know
I got these diamonds they blink and they glow
Said they'll beat us in 7 I'll have them in 4
I got a baddie she model for Vogue
I told her "your boyfriend ain't none but a hoe"
When she's in my room she gon ride like a boat
And if you gon' act any way, act like you know
Written by: Day’Shawn The Don
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