25i Evil Serpent Swag lyrics

[Intro: Hi-C]
(It's party time)
Woah, yeah (Hello, hello)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Hi-C, n*gga, you already know, Reptilian Club Boyz sh*t)
Yeah, yeah (Blood Rain Boys, b*tch)

[Verse 1: Hi-C]
Lackin' my bag, I gotta get even
I pop the bean and turn to a demon
I'm on them shrooms, been tripping all evening
I need them bands, lately I been fiendin' (Yeah)
She think she the one, she gotta be dreamin' (Yeah)
I broke her heart, I left it in pieces (Yeah)
He said he want smoke, I can't wait to see him (b*tch)
At the mall with his b*tch so I had to beat him
Blood on my Nikes, this b*tch started screaming
Told her I loved her but I was cheating
They wanna be me but it's not easy
All of my neck and wrist blingin'
Pull off in foreign, tires screechin' (Yeah)
Back with the coke but I'm still chiefin' (Huh)
Once the drugs are gone I felt like dying just like Weezy (Yeah)
Wash the shrooms down with the lean, I feel queasy (Queasy)
Hi-C, I'm that n*gga, b*tch, I make this sh*t look easy (Easy)
She want me to spray inside her walls like graffiti (Graffiti)
Got her in a trance, she'll do anything to please me
These hoes know what I'm on (Yeah)
Got the juice so your main b*tch chose (Chose)
Tryna flex with the gleaming gold (Gleaming gold)
Late night with the beams and poles (And poles)
Need C-notes like a piano
Robins with the wings just like an eagle (Yeah, eagle)
25i got me feeling evil (Evil)
Just took a tab, I might take more (You know)
Take two, take three, take four (Take four)
Eyes glowing red like I'm Diablo (Yeah)
Lil' n*gga said he want smoke
We can go to war like G.I. Joe
Smoking on dope like I'm Cheech and Chong
Pull up to the scene and my eyes so low (Yeah)
Goofy ass ho can't keep composed (Go)
Groupie ass ho wanna give me throat (Go, give me throat)
I got sheets of LSD by the chapter
Third eye helped a n*gga get that money faster (Get that money faster)
Had a bad trip and that sh*t was a disaster (And that sh*t was a disaster)
Watchin' spirits float around my room just like Casper
[Verse 2: Diamondsonmydi*k]
Skinny ass n*gga but keep a big chop
Your b*tch suck my di*k while I thumb through the guap
All these n*ggas so fu', just talk a lot
You a house n*gga, never on the block
In the underworld sippin' on straight drop
Cast a love spell, now she gettin' backshots
And I got the trap always open, come shop
If I'm down bad then I'm runnin' in your spot
Juug a f*ckboy, I cannot stop
Pouring demon blood in my pop
f*ck these b*tches, I just need that knot
Talkin' down, you gon' see me or not?
I don't need a gun, stomp his ass like Brock
I beat up her pus*y, he punching the clock
Blood Rain Gang hitting stains, why not?
He don't deserve it, he just a opp (b*tch)
I keep gas like Texaco
f*ck on your b*tch, then I let her go
n*gga talk sh*t, we gon' leave him with holes
Goddamn, n*gga, keep my pockets swole
I'm sippin' dirty mud, damn, I'm movin' slow
If you need the work, n*gga, let me know
I'll be at your front door like Domino's
Who is these n*ggas? I do not know, b*tch