reptilian club boyz - pentagram lyrics
[intro: diamondsonmyd+ck]
yuh, yuh, bloodrayneboyz b+tch
you know how we coming n+gga
what, what, what?
yuh
[verse 1: diamondsonmyd+ck]
f+ck that [?], these n+ggas some rats
if i cast a love spell you won’t get your b+tch back
n+gga f+cking with hi+c, get hit with the mac
and i inhale that f+ck n+gga soul like some pack
reptilian club, pulled up in h+llcat
fell off with his b+tch, f+ck that hoe in the trap
i swear these f+ckboys always going out sad
bust a nut on her tongue, like [?] tabs
jugg n+gga made him feel like some [?]
put his face on a shirt now i got some new merch
in that underworld, mixing that blood with the syrup
[?] my gas n+gga smoking on herb
i know we them n+ggas b+tch f+ck what you heard
finesse that n+gga, you still waitin’ on that verse?
with two demon b+tches [?] like a perc
[?], b+tch
[verse 2: hi+c]
stomp that n+gga out, no we not fighting fair
got two foreign hoes, and they both wanna share
that b+tch started crying but she know i don’t care
pouring hi+tech, mix the lean with her tears
in the house ’cause i know that you scared
turn into a demon n+ggas better beware
got her hypnotized, b+tches stop and they stare
hit it front and back, beat it up like a snare
hi+c at the stop, step on necks just like stairs
hit ’em with the smith, like the prince of bel+air
wrestlemania, hit his ass with a chair
all these evil thoughts causing pain and despair
beat a n+ggas ass just like [?]
hi+c smoking gas, i got gas like a chef
hi+c pourin’ lean, moving slow like a snail
b+tch in a trance, got her under a spell
got shrooms on deck and i got clientele
reptilian n+gga so i came with the scale
and that n+gga [?] girl i know you can tell
i’ma take his soul, n+gga heaven or h+ll
pockets fat, but these n+ggas is frail
[?] chop and it sing like adele
[?] favorite n+gga just k!ll yourself
jump off a cliff, fall straight to yo death
see i’m a god, step on n+ggas like insects
these n+ggas fake just like my b+tch’s implants
f+ck love baby i just want s+x
tell me what part about that sh+t you don’t get
[?] pentagram, triple 6
he was talking crazy, he got punched in his sh+t
got me lazy n+ggas rolling on spliffs
[?] turning black like a f+cking eclipse, b+tch
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