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lazygod & diamondsonmydick – blood on the rocks lyrics

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[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!)



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