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lirik lagu reptilian world order – diamondsonmydick & hi-c

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[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

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