letra de qwerty (frick lucifa) - rjangel & yung c$
[chorus: rjangel & rjldiablo]
frick lucifer, my wife, you can see the truth in her (what wife?)
i’ll put my p–p in ya, you don’t wanna frick with me else i’m shootin’ ya (rjangel)
we don’t like feds, come ’round my ends and we put a bullet in your friends
(ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
[post-chorus: rjldiablo & rjangel]
diablo, diablo, diablo
rjangel, rjangel, rjangel
frick lucifer, lucifer, lucifer
you lookin’ so stiff, we put lube in ya
[verse 1: rjangel]
rjangel the g.o.a.t and you know that
i’ma pick up your boy, make him throw back
rjangel, that’s sus, do not do that
whatever, i’m the imposter, you know that
pick up the microphone, microphone, microphone (ayy)
your mum’s a dyk-, oh yeah, dyk-, oh yeah, dyk-, oh yeah (ayy)
you are so fat, you are fat, you are fat, oh yeah (ayy)
we don’t frick with your gang, you are (g-y)
[chorus: rjangel]
frick lucifer, my wife, you can see the truth in her (what wife?)
i’ll put my p–p in ya, you don’t wanna frick with me else i’m shootin’ ya (rjangel)
(ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
[bridge: seaohdeewhy]
i’m so stainless, no rusted bars
bro so fake, they gotta charge
your b-tch birthed some cav-caviar
go clean up, bro, you’re not hard (alright, alright)
stainless, i’m painless, pull up, i arrange this
she wanna be famous (yeah), but she don’t know english
don’t, don’t take, take anything i say, say serious
[verse 2: yung c$]
ayy, i knew that n0body knows
on my way to the g.o.a.t
rappers, they know i ain’t broke
downing my trials, i choke, ayy
i feel phenomenal, a.j. styles
finna get signed, finna go the eight miles
i don’t save tracks, i just make ’em better
i was on the ‘gram while you were sending love letters
ricegum got cash but can’t afford a hair brush
crying ’bout your ex, look like a simp much
actually, nevermind, i’m gon’ save it for the diss
aiming for the neck, you know i ain’t gon’ miss, ayy
hand it back, yo
[chorus: rjangel & rjldiablo]
frick lucifer, my wife, you can see the truth in her (what wife?)
i’ll put my p–p in ya, you don’t wanna frick with me else i’m shootin’ ya (rjangel)
we don’t like feds, come ’round my ends and we put a bullet in your friends
(ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
[post-chorus: rjldiablo & rjangel]
diablo, diablo, diablo
rjangel, rjangel, rjangel
frick lucifer, lucifer, lucifer
you lookin’ so stiff, we put lube in ya
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