f*ck Her Nose Up lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, what? (Black Money Boys Death Row, f*ck n*gga)
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
RCB, Diamondsonmydi*k, n*gga
What? What? b*tch
Ayy, whoa, whoa, whoa
Ayy, yeah (Loko ain't no joke)

[Verse]
Diamondsonmydi*k, yeah, I'ma f*ck that b*tch
And you love that ho, ayy, I know she a trick, yeah
Smokin' OG gas, ayy, you be smokin' crack, ayy
Pull up brand new Jag, ayy, Glock 19, no lack, ayy
n*ggas hella sad, ayy, f*cked his b*tch, he mad, ayy
She [?] ayy, she stealin' my swag, ayy
You can have her back when I'm through wit' that
Rollin' just like grass, off the acid tabs
Two demon b*tches off the coca
Then I pulled off in a Rover
And she know I got some more cocaine
And you know she love to f*ck her nose up
I don't know [?] b*tch, I'm stuck up
f*ck that b*tch, she got my di*k stuck up
Demon blood in my styrofoam cup
Cast a spell, now my wrist froze up