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letra de reptilian world order - diamondsonmydick & hi-c

[intro: milso]
i was a young n-gga in the trench
hatin’ n-ggas only talking on nerd sh-t
i was a young n-gga in the trench
hatin’ n-ggas only talking on nerd sh-t
i was a young n-gga in the trench
i was a young n-gga in the trench
i was a young nig-
i was a young nig-
i was a-
i was a-
i was a-
i was a-
(cashed cobruhz productions, lil’ hoe, eat my p-ssy)

[verse 1: milso]
you know i’m built for this sh-t
go outta state, and i fly outta town
not even there, and i’m movin’ them pounds
you n-ggas real ’til sh-t goin’ down
wipe the plug nose, i ain’t buyin’ him pounds
used to be broke, i was servin’ them fiends
now i be flexing, my ice is so clean
walk inside it, we got [?]
n-ggas be local, i’m goin’ worldwide
spin your whole block, hop out with the fire
you doin’ good, so you gotta die
put it on gang, i cannot lie
n-ggas so lame, tryna beef for the clout
your b-tch on gang, she want some clout
tell a b-tch, “shut up, just give me some mouth”
roll a backwood, tell her, “get out”
i’m in a jeep, i roll with them pounds
wipe his nose, i ain’t servin’ out sh-t
i’m in the hood, and i’m flooded with bricks
you wifin’ that hoe, and i’m f-ckin’ that b-tch
i nut in her mouth, and you kiss on that b-tch
since a young n-gga i been around sticks
caught that n-gga lackin’, takin’ his chain
icy god pull up, you insane
i was a young n-gga in the trench
hatin’ n-ggas only talking on nerd sh-t
young n-gga, got the dope on the bench
slime with n-ggas, tryna run from them feds
these n-ggas mad ’cause know i’m up next
[?]
these n-ggas be jealous, you know i can’t lack
young n-gga with the bricks in the back
[interlude: diamondsonmyd-ck]
yeah, n-gga, icy god sh-t
shoutout my n-gga milso, agoff, man
diamondsonmyd-ck, b-tch, huh

[verse 2: diamondsonmyd-ck]
f-ck me to work, then i’m wipin’ your nose
f-ck love, i’m just f-ckin’ these hoe’s
demon blood, spread it on my [?]
f-ck friends, rather be with my pole
you with a b-tch everybody know
i gotta get rich, i cannot die broke
get hit with the stick f-ckin’ with lil’ bro
just like a donut, leave you a big hole
huh? huh? huh?
i cannot f-ck with these n-ggas, they foo
cast a spell, now i’m f-ckin’ your boo
f-ckin’ with hi-c, now you in the news
thumb them out, got blood on my shoes
your b-tch give me neck ’til her face blue
big glock, b-tch, i got two
just like a hotel, b-tch, give me room
pew-pew, now he see through
n-ggas know that i came with the broom
sweeping n-ggas off the floor with a broom
shooting n-ggas like it’s red dead redemption
n-ggas cuffing hoe’s, they on that simp sh-t
f-cking with gang, get smacked with a whole zip
lighting n-ggas up just like it’s christmas
hit her from the back, i broke her d-mn hip
big chop wet you up like a d-mn ship
run down on that n-gga, caught his ass loafin’
got your b-tch on my skin like some lotion
that wasn’t enough, so i doubled my doses
cast a spell, now my wrist frozen
[verse 3: hi-c]
b-tch, i’m ’bout money, power, respect
off the drugs, like, how high can i get?
let me f-ck, i ain’t tryna text
f-ck her face, now her mouth getting stretched
powered up when i’m rolling on x
beat his ass, i feel like devil jin
hit a l!ck, now i’m hoppin’ the fence
instagram n-ggas sending death threats
i don’t give a f-ck, i do not feel pressed
evil thoughts, n-gga, all i see is red
n-ggas mad ’cause i’m f-cking his ex
make her leave ’cause she do not suck d-ck
kick that goofy b-tch outta the whip
huh, b-tch, you gotta go
vampire life like jim jones
in the party dressed in black like a crow
posted up, it was me and my pole
she want the juice, i give her a dose
call up milso, he lock and he load
huh, bow-bow, reload
lil’ n-gga sayin’ that he want smoke
phew-phew, i’m takin’ his soul
blunt so loud, and it burning like insecnse
call my goons, n-gga, shoot like the pistons
f-ck love, i be doin’ hoe’s dirty
f-ck these n-ggas, i ain’t showing no mercy
at the mall, n-ggas know i love splurging
say you hate me, p-ssy n-gga, come murk me
she say i’m a dog, but i’m not a furry
taliban, but i don’t rock a turban
she a fan, had your lil’ b-tch nervous
starstruck when she saw me in person
lil’ n-ggas totin’ glocks like accessories
goth rave with my b-tch sniffing ketamine

- diamondsonmydick hi c

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