405 Nightmare lyrics

[Hook: Diamondsonmydi*k]
(Let's rock)
Damn, pull up in back, uh, yeah (Ski, ski)
I got that pack and that's it, ayy
Run that sh*t back, uh, yeah (What? What?)
I got that pack (b*tch)
I got that MAC, ayy (Damn)
Pull up in black, uh (Yeah)
I got that sack, uh (Damn)
Shoot off your back, uh (Back)
Pull up Maybach, pull up with slatt
I got your b*tch all on my di*k (Slatt)
I pull up in back then hit from the back
He f*ck with my slatt, he get whacked (b*tch)
I pull up in foreign, Forgiatos all black (Ski)
n*gga, you pus*y, we know you just cap
I juug a f*ck n*gga then shoot 'cross the map
I cast a love spell, f*ck that b*tch in the…

[Intro: Diamondsonmydi*k]
(Hello)
Damn, damn, uh
Uh
Blood Rain Boys in this b*tch, man
Reptilian Club Boyz, pus*y
Slatt, slatt (Heaven or Hell, let's rock)
[Verse 1: Diamondsonmydi*k]
Damn, pull up in back, uh, yeah (Ski, ski)
I got that pack and that's it, ayy
Run that sh*t back, uh, yeah (What? What?)
I got that pack (b*tch)
I got that MAC, ayy (Damn)
Pull up in black, uh (Yeah)
I got that sack, uh (Damn)
Shoot off your back, uh (Back)
Pull up Maybach, pull up with slatt
I got your b*tch all on my di*k (Slatt)
I pull up in back then hit from the back
He f*ck with my slatt, he get whacked (b*tch)
I pull up in foreign, Forgiatos all black (Ski)
n*gga, you pus*y, we know you just cap
I juug a f*ck n*gga then shoot 'cross the map
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 look like a Jap
Pretty Boy Demon, got goons with the TEC (Yeah)
Pretty Boy Demon, True jeans with them racks (Yeah)
These goofy lil' n*ggas, they going out sad
Called up demon with stick, now he got a toe tag
b*tch I pull up in coupe and it got paper tag
You run with my drip, n*gga, I am your dad (Yeah, yeah)
I heard your last tape, 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 (Damn)
I f*cked your b*tch face, 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 [?], watch me [?]
[?] same color as coke
Bad b*tch, we going to [?]
Your b*tch only know how to [?]
Ten Percs, man, that's NOLANBEROLLIN
These n*ggas fruity, I'ma just call 'em Dole
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 'em pronto
Re-up again and I just scored a [?]
I'm sipping on Henny, I don't do the [?]
He said he want bricks so we sent him some [?]