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blood on the rocks - lazygod & diamondsonmydick lyrics

[intro: diamondsonmyd*ck & lazygod]
*god
cast a spell, she f*cked the squad
tiny jeans can’t tuck the rod
demon b*tch her p*ssy pop (ouu)
i mix demon blood wit pop (ouu)
i need blood on the rocks
yuuhhh
blood on the rocks b*tch you know it’s going down
b*tch i feel like yung joc, i was serving in the hallway
dope in my sock, f*ck n*gga these is ?
n*gga i don’t want no clout
clouted in a drooop tooo*

(you disgust me)
ay (ay) go (ay) go goo (what! b*tch)
reptilian club boyz b*tch (d*mn! d*mn!)
on lazygod b*tch (ay go!)

[verse 1: diamondsonmyd*ck]
cast a spell f*ck yo b*tch
cast a spell wit my wrist
highway to h*ll, all black whips
demon blood what i sip
two blues, i’m not crip
demon ? the crib
i pull up, all black bent’
punchlines leaving dents
demon b*tch with the stick
cast a spell, she a witch (uh!)
pretty boy d but i look heaven sent
with some tiny ass jeans, you can see my d*ck print (yooom!)
i left thе scene, i ain’t leavе no fingerprints
i drink demon blood like water
cast a spell then f*ck your daughter (b*tch!)
lazygod in florida, just pulled up in all black honda
cast a spell then break her heart
cause that b*tch ain’t worth a quarter
demon b*tch slime a n*gga, she just doing what i told her
playboy d f*ck that b*tch one time, i broke her back (b*tch!)
pull up red beam, f*ck with ? pack get hit with mac
choppa eat him like big mac
i mix blood with apple jacks
powered up off a tab, i can’t even take a nap (ohh d*mn!)
lazygod where ya at
? in the cut, light yo ass up like it’s christmas
i got way too many b*tches, man ? b*tch on my wish*list
scratch your ? i just hit it
? in all black tinted
demon blood wit sprite i mix it
cast a love spell now i hit it (uhh!)
n*gga smoking midget, i smoke big gas i got b*tches (b*tches)
tiny shirt, tiny jeans (tiny jeans)
mixing blood with the lean
rcb, tryna f*ck on me? b*tch i charge a fee
i’m too juiced, i’m too powered up it’s nothing
f*ck from the back she got a concussion
? world, b*tch we runnin’
? with my lil’ cousin
f*cking b*tches, bruh it’s nothing
when that n*gga in the discussion (b*tch!)
demon b*tch she from russia
red eyes, tiny jeans (red eyes)
powered up in the function
cast a spell before i leave this b*tch
when are yall hoes f*ckin’?
? spell should’ve seen that sh*t i turn that into something
that’s on god
cast a spell, she f*cked the squad
tiny jeans can’t tuck the rod
demon b*tch her p*ssy pop (ouu)
i mix demon blood wit pop (ouu)
i need blood on the rocks

[verse 2: lazygod]
yuuhhh
blood on the rocks b*tch you know it’s going down
b*tch i feel like yung joc, i was serving in the hallway
dope in my sock, f*ck n*gga these is ?
n*gga i don’t want no clout
clouted in a drop top (aye!)
sliding in a drop top
f*ck n*gga, gun shot
facetime, laptop
b*tch we smoking crack rock
who this lil’ b*tch think she is?
she tried to finesse ? gang f*ck dat b*tch
i’m wit diamondsonmyd*ck he like “what’s the play?”
i’m like god d*mn, what we bout’ to do today?
i know what, what we bout to do
plus he keep ? hoes up like a ?
and i’m ridin’ round the city smoking on gorilla glue
pulled up on diamonds, he got blood on his shoes yuh
blood on my nikes yuh
? nike ?
n*gga i don’t give no f*cks, p*ssy n*gga it’s on sight
yeah i’m riding round and i’m riding round at night
n*gga i don’t give no f*cks unintelligible sounds (yuh!)
(reptilian club boyz b*tch) (b*tch!)

- lazygod diamondsonmydick lyrics

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