Heaven or Hell lyrics

by

DiamondsOnMyDick


[Intro: Diamondsonmydi*k]
(Hello)
(Heaven or Hell, let's rock)
Yeah, what? What? (Hello)
Yeah, ayy, what? (Hello)

[Verse 1: Diamondsonmydi*k]
Blood Rain Boys, n*gga, pull up in a M6
I see these n*ggas, slap 'em, leave my handprint
Tryna run with my swag, got me on that f*ck sh*t
I know why they talking, 'cause I f*cked your main b*tch
If I'm down bad you might get your door kicked
Cast a love spell, in her mouth like a peppermint
f*cking with Hi-C, you gon' get your throat slit
Shout-out Lil' Kray, know we on that slit sh*t
f*ck all these n*ggas, b*tch, I need my swag back
Smoke OG gas, b*tch, you smoking dirt pack
These n*ggas [?], f*ck off my nutsack
Reptilian Club posted up in all black
f*cking with gang, n*gga, let that gun clack
Your b*tch so green, watch her throw that ass back
Pass her to the team just like some loud pack

[Verse 2: Hi-C]
Heaven or Hell, n*gga, which one?
Man or a b*tch, n*gga, pick one
n*gga want smoke, come and get some
Blood on my Nikes, that's the outcome
Pockets on swole just like Big Pun
Thumbing through blues, I got blue thumbs
Bro got a futuristic handgun
Came with a beam so you can't run
I got the sauce just like A1
I mix the Sprite with the red rum
This not a 'Wood, this a tree trunk
Smoking this gas, I need three lungs
Say hello to the bad guy
I put the shrooms on a burger from Five Guys
No, we not cool, no, you can't get a high five
I beat his ass, n*gga thought I knew Muay Thai
Come down from drugs, that sh*t feel like a skydive
Try to run up, you can run but you can't hide (おかえり)
I f*cked that ho a few times and she ain't mine
I f*cked that ho and her friend at the same time
Thought that we had a connection like Wi-Fi
Thought I was different but I'm like the last guy
Turn to a demon, I give n*ggas bad vibes
LSD stamp on my tongue, this sh*t a pastime
Tryna get shrooms and get lean in the meantime
n*ggas is pus*y but they don't got nine lives
Vampire n*ggas, we pop out at midnight
Sun on my wrist, that b*tch thought it was daytime
Texting my phone tryna f*ck for the last time
Bro want that work for the low but it's tax time
Tryna run up on the gang and it's blast time, b*tch
[Outro]
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