Masterplan lyrics

[Intro: Diamondsonmydi*k]
What, what, what
Aye
Reptilian Club Boyz, man
b*tch, f*ck you mean, n*gga

[Verse 1: Diamondsonmydi*k]
I got b*tches out the ass 'cause I got the master plan
b*tch, I'm always smoking gas
Got that b*tch with the ass
And you know she let me smash, damn
I got [?] it go blatt
Casting spell, she f*ck my man
I got b*tches on demand, I got b*tches on demand
b*tch, I got the master plan
All this blood, they can't stand
I ain't JoJo but I got a shooter with me like a Stand
f*ck that b*tch, I want bands
All this [?] in my hand
[?]
Got these b*tches on demand
Casting spell, she f*ck my man
b*tch, I got the master plan
[?] n*gga [?]
[?] his blood with the kickstand
b*tch, I'm running out them bands
I got horseshoes on my pants
I'm not JoJo but I keep a shooter with me like a Stand
We shoot you and your mans
Beat that n*gga out his [?]
pus*y boy, cast a spell
Now his life in my hands
I got b*tches on demand, I got hoes on demands
[Verse 2: Hi-C]
f*ck these hoes, I want bands
You save hoes, Superman
Triple six, evil thots, evil set, evil clan
I pull up with the fan
n*gga, all you heard was blam
Pillow talking like some [?]
Power up, beat yo ass
Yuh, Hi-C, we got racks
I might buy my b*tch a ass
I got pills, I got act
OG gas, I got pack
College b*tch skipping class to get f*cked in the trap
f*ck her skull, gotta blast
f*ck yo ho, now you mad
That's yo b*tch? Boy, too bad
f*ck yo ho with the [?]
Yellow b*tch on my di*k, told yo b*tch to get back
f*ck yo b*tch, give her back
n*ggas ran off with my swag

[Outro: Hi-C]
Damn, damn, b*tch
Yuh, Hi-C, n*gga, yuh