In the back of the trap house with your bitch yeah
She said she was done with you you won't be missed
Diamonds on a reef yeah I can catch a fish yeah
I'm a shooting star tell that bitch make a wish yeah
She rubbing on my body like a lamp don't expect a genie huh
I just pulled up in that foreign whip that Lamborghini huh
I can make a opp disappear poof Houdini
I'm a hot dog y'all niggas some little wienies
I don't pop shit I just walk it
Y'all niggas talk it I walk it
Dripping everywhere just like a faucet
Money way too big for the wallet
Where my phone at can somebody call it
All this talking stop tryna stall it
Here's some you can't get all of it
Turkey chicken bitch I am outside I be whipping
Grab the chips and start dipping
Shoes tied not tripping
Floor wet not slipping
Bad bitches they stripping
33 Scottie pippen and no bullets is missing
Nigga what you thought this was niggas blew shit yeah just like they cuz
Leave a nigga red yeah dripping straight blood
Niggas don't want smoke and they know that it's us
In the back of the trap house with your bitch yeah
She said she was done with you you won't be missed
Diamonds on a reef yeah I can catch a fish yeah
I'm a shooting star tell that bitch make a wish yeah
Ahhhhhh!
Dis nigga done
Summoned da beast
You wanna f*ck wit da crew
Aye lil nigga
Im off of da leash
Poppin these tages
Poppin these percs
Im ready to feast
Makin a bag do it fast
Perpare for defeat
Like bitch
Dont f*ck wit da six
We gettin u hit
Nigga dont dip
Stop thinkin u slick
Im really da shit
You dont wanna hit
I drownin wit demons
I really dont fit
Dis ice on wrist
It turning me cold
So nigga dont slip
Damn
You f*ckin wit twin
You f*ckin wit me
Stopped f*ckin wit hoes
Allot of dem bitches some of dem green
Don't f*ck wit a demon
Alot of us soldiers
Ready to eat
Addicted to gass
Downing dis bottle
Don't f*ck wit da team
(Bitch!)
Sending shots at all you hoes pussy f*ck nigga BITCH!
MelDrippy - RAG3RZ! (feat. Cedabeast) Lyrics
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In the back of the trap house with your bitch yeah
She said she was done with you you won't be missed
Diamonds on a reef yeah I can catch a fish yeah
I'm a shooting star tell that bitch make a wish yeah
She rubbing on my body like a lamp don't expect a genie huh
I just pulled up in that foreign whip that Lamborghini huh
I can make a opp disappear poof Houdini
I'm a hot dog y'all niggas some little wienies
I don't pop shit I just walk it
Y'all niggas talk it I walk it
Dripping everywhere just like a faucet
Money way too big for the wallet
Where my phone at can somebody call it
All this talking stop tryna stall it
Here's some you can't get all of it
Turkey chicken bitch I am outside I be whipping
Grab the chips and start dipping
Shoes tied not tripping
Floor wet not slipping
Bad bitches they stripping
33 Scottie pippen and no bullets is missing
Nigga what you thought this was niggas blew shit yeah just like they cuz
Leave a nigga red yeah dripping straight blood
Niggas don't want smoke and they know that it's us
In the back of the trap house with your bitch yeah
She said she was done with you you won't be missed
Diamonds on a reef yeah I can catch a fish yeah
I'm a shooting star tell that bitch make a wish yeah
Ahhhhhh!
Dis nigga done
Summoned da beast
You wanna f*ck wit da crew
Aye lil nigga
Im off of da leash
Poppin these tages
Poppin these percs
Im ready to feast
Makin a bag do it fast
Perpare for defeat
Like bitch
Dont f*ck wit da six
We gettin u hit
Nigga dont dip
Stop thinkin u slick
Im really da shit
You dont wanna hit
I drownin wit demons
I really dont fit
Dis ice on wrist
It turning me cold
So nigga dont slip
Damn
You f*ckin wit twin
You f*ckin wit me
Stopped f*ckin wit hoes
Allot of dem bitches some of dem green
Don't f*ck wit a demon
Alot of us soldiers
Ready to eat
Addicted to gass
Downing dis bottle
Don't f*ck wit da team
(Bitch!)
Sending shots at all you hoes pussy f*ck nigga BITCH!
She said she was done with you you won't be missed
Diamonds on a reef yeah I can catch a fish yeah
I'm a shooting star tell that bitch make a wish yeah
She rubbing on my body like a lamp don't expect a genie huh
I just pulled up in that foreign whip that Lamborghini huh
I can make a opp disappear poof Houdini
I'm a hot dog y'all niggas some little wienies
I don't pop shit I just walk it
Y'all niggas talk it I walk it
Dripping everywhere just like a faucet
Money way too big for the wallet
Where my phone at can somebody call it
All this talking stop tryna stall it
Here's some you can't get all of it
Turkey chicken bitch I am outside I be whipping
Grab the chips and start dipping
Shoes tied not tripping
Floor wet not slipping
Bad bitches they stripping
33 Scottie pippen and no bullets is missing
Nigga what you thought this was niggas blew shit yeah just like they cuz
Leave a nigga red yeah dripping straight blood
Niggas don't want smoke and they know that it's us
In the back of the trap house with your bitch yeah
She said she was done with you you won't be missed
Diamonds on a reef yeah I can catch a fish yeah
I'm a shooting star tell that bitch make a wish yeah
Ahhhhhh!
Dis nigga done
Summoned da beast
You wanna f*ck wit da crew
Aye lil nigga
Im off of da leash
Poppin these tages
Poppin these percs
Im ready to feast
Makin a bag do it fast
Perpare for defeat
Like bitch
Dont f*ck wit da six
We gettin u hit
Nigga dont dip
Stop thinkin u slick
Im really da shit
You dont wanna hit
I drownin wit demons
I really dont fit
Dis ice on wrist
It turning me cold
So nigga dont slip
Damn
You f*ckin wit twin
You f*ckin wit me
Stopped f*ckin wit hoes
Allot of dem bitches some of dem green
Don't f*ck wit a demon
Alot of us soldiers
Ready to eat
Addicted to gass
Downing dis bottle
Don't f*ck wit da team
(Bitch!)
Sending shots at all you hoes pussy f*ck nigga BITCH!
Writer: Mel Williams, Cedrik Daniel
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