R&B Lyrics

SZA — Diamond Boy (DTM) Lyrics

December 21, 202454

“Diamond Boy (DTM)” is a newly released song by SZA, featured on the deluxe edition of her album SOS, titled Lana.

The track was officially released on December 20, 2024, and has quickly garnered attention for its engaging lyrics and production.

Diamond Boy DTM SZA Lyrics

I need you poolside
You’ve been on my mind
Wonder if you all mine
What do it matter anyway? (Fuck it)
I like your soft side, I like you on top
You make my thoughts stop
You make bein’ me less hard
‘Bout to quit my job

When the dick hit, that’s just how you gotta do
I’m addicted, that’s why I keep callin’ you
Diamond boy, why you so shiny? (Bling)
Diamond boy, go’n get behind me, rodeo
Diamond boy, your light so blinding
Blind me

Baby, if it’s OD, tell me
Am I sayin’ too much? (Sayin’ too much)
And, baby, if it’s OD, tell me
Am I sayin’ too much? (Too much)
Baby, if it’s OD, just tell me
Am I doin’ too much?
Papi, if it’s OD, just tell me
If it’s OD, just tell me
Mm

Usually, I can’t let down my guard (No)
It’s the way you say shit smooth that got you far with me
Usually, I make ’em work so hard (So hard)
But the truth is I’m ruthless about you, why waste more time?
It’s 2 a.m. and I’m on again, don’t look at me like that
‘Cause I’m with all the shits, and it’s hard to breathe, tell him then come break my back
I’m talkin’ punishment, I don’t wanna complicate it with questions
What you don’t ask, I won’t mention
Now come for me like you mean it, I

When the dick hit, that’s just how you gotta do (Gotta do)
I’m addicted, that’s why I keep callin’ you (Callin’ you)
Diamond boy, why you so shiny? (Bling)
Diamond boy, go’n get behind me, rodeo
Diamond boy, your light so blinding (So blinding)
Blind me

Baby, if it’s OD, tell me
Am I sayin’ too much? (Sayin’ too much)
And, baby, if it’s OD, tell me
Am I sayin’ too much? (Boy, I’m too much)
Baby, if it’s OD, just tell me
Am I doin’ too much?
Papi, if it’s OD, just tell me
If it’s OD, just tell me
Mm

Diamond boy keep me so shiny
Kinda like my wrist, don’t you forget about my timepiece
Gotta pop my Cris’, I need more bottles to my side please
Gotta pop my shit, made fifty mil’ off of my feelings
Throw it back like chiropract’, I’m hanging from the ceiling, yeah
I been callin’ back to back, I never caught no feelings, yeah
No, you don’t have to ask, I’m always OD, I’m O and T
I’m on go, it’s infinity and beyond fuckin’ with me, so