slime222 - diamondsonmydick lyrics
[intro]
b*tch
shout out krxxk, man
rcb in this b*tch blood rain boys n*gga taking over man
2020 man, bl**dy nikes on me n*ggas next man
d*mn, what
what, what, d*mn
go, go, b*tch
[chorus]
d*mn, pull in foreign then i do the dash
demon b*tch pull up with that [?]
big ass glock, n*gga i leave you toe tagged
pew pew, godd*mn, where he at?
skrrt skrrt, n*gga i just pulled off in jag
i’m too powered up b*tch that’s why these f*ck n*ggas mad
i’m pouring up blood n*gga i mix the sprite with that
i pull in coupe n*gga it got the [?]
pretty boy demon yo b*tch have a heart attack
i cast a love spell on that b*tch you won’t get her back
these tiny ass jeans n*gga i cannot tuck the mac
mix blood with that lean smoking souls like [?]
[?] me, sent her home wit a broken back
i hit him with stick n*gga thought he was superman
look at that n*gga now he stretched like a rubber band
pretty boy goon n*gga i got that [?]
i jugg a f*ck n*gga then i do the money dance
[verse 1]
[?] shoot a dead n*gga from afghanistan
d*mn, big ass [?] “let’s rock out”
cast a love spell, gonna put my d*ck in her mouth
i ain’t ’bout money n*gga what the f*ck you talkin’ ’bout?
[?] yo b*tch, plenty diamonds to go around
vampire gang pop out when the sun down
[?], blood wit the sprite
i f*cked yo b*tch, i give her pipe
pretty boy demon, chop with the knife
i put a hex on him then play with his life
no [?] i just f*cked on your wife
throw her on the wall [?] now i f*ck her all night
she gave me top, it was aight
she tryna skeet, i give her white
[chorus]
d*mn, pull in foreign then i do the dash
demon b*tch pull up with that [?]
big ass glock, n*gga i leave you toe tagged
pew pew, godd*mn, where he at?
skrrt skrrt, n*gga i just pulled off in jag
i’m too powered up b*tch that’s why these f*ck n*ggas mad
i’m pouring up blood n*gga i mix the sprite with that
i pull in coupe n*gga it got the [?]
pretty boy demon yo b*tch have a heart attack
i cast a love spell on that b*tch you won’t get her back
these tiny ass jeans n*gga i cannot tuck the mac
mix blood with that lean smoking souls like [?]
[?] me, sent her home wit a broken back
i hit him with stick n*gga thought he was superman
look at that n*gga now he stretched like a rubber band
pretty boy goon n*gga i got that [?]
i jugg a f*ck n*gga then i do the money dance
[outro]
d*mn, ayy, yuh, b*tch
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