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diamondsonmydick – 405 nightmare lyrics

[hook: diamondsonmyd+ck]
(let’s rock)
d+mn, pull up [?]
i got that pack and that’s it, ayy
run that sh+t back, uh, yeah (what? what?)
i got that pack (i got that, b+tch)
i got that mac, d+mn
pull up in [?], uh, yeah
i got that sack, uh, d+mn
shoot off your [?], uh
pull up maybach, pull up with slatt
i got your b+tch all on my d+ck (slatt)
i pull up in [?] then hit from the back
he f+ck with my slatt, he get whacked (b+tch)
i pull up in foreign, forgiatos all black
n+gga, you p+ssy, we know you just cap
i juug a f+ck n+gga then [?]
i cast a love spell, f+ck that b+tch in the…

[intro: diamondsonmyd+ck]
(h+llo)
d+mn, d+mn, uh
uh
blood rain boys in this b+tch, man
reptilian club boyz, p+ssy
slatt, slatt (heaven or h+ll, let’s rock)
[verse 1: diamondsonmyd+ck]
d+mn, pull up [?]
i got that pack and that’s it, ayy
run that sh+t back, uh, yeah (what? what?)
i got that pack (i got that, b+tch)
i got that mac, d+mn
pull up in [?], uh, yeah
i got that sack, uh, d+mn
shoot off your [?], uh
pull up maybach, pull up with slatt
i got your b+tch all on my d+ck (slatt)
i pull up in [?] then hit from the back
he f+ck with my slatt, he get whacked (b+tch)
i pull up in foreign, forgiatos all black
n+gga, you p+ssy, we know you just cap
i juug a f+ck n+gga then [?]
i cast a love spell, f+ck that b+tch in the trap
i mix the blood with the act’, slatt (b+tch)
pretty boy demon, she ain’t know how to act (slatt, slatt, slatt)
smoking this gas, b+tch, i [?]
pretty boy demon got goons [?] (yeah)
pretty boy demon, true jeans with them racks (yeah)
these goofy lil’ n+ggas, they going out sad
[?] demon with stick, now he got a toe tag
[?] coupe and it got paper tag
you run with my drip, n+gga, i am your dad (yeah, yeah)
i heard your mixtape, n+gga, that sh+t was trash (huh?)
can’t f+ck with these b+tches, all they do is nag
he got a trip on him but never gon’ blast (d+mn)
i f+cked your b+tch face, now i’m making her gag
f+ck going out sad, i need a extra mag
i don’t need a gun, b+tch, i’ll beat your ass (b+tch)
say he want smoke, n+gga, where you at? (b+tch)
[verse 2: nolanberollin]
uh, uh
don’t want smoke unless my friends say it’s up
pull up [?]
[?] same color as coke
bad b+tch [?]
your b+tch only know how to [?]
ten percs, man, that’s [?]
these n+ggas [?]
two sticks, i’m a console
all this drip, i’m a poncho
number (n)ine, i’m rondo
condoms in the condo
i need to get it pr+nto
[?] and i just [?]
i’m sipping on henny, i don’t do the [?]
he said he want [?] so we sent him some [?]

- diamondsonmydick lyrics

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