Shrines In The Trap lyrics

[Verse 1: Diamondsonmydi*k]
Highway to hell, got my foot on the gas
Pretty boy swag, tiny jeans, no shirt with the mask
b*tch might have covid so I'm f*ckin' with the mask
[?] Vampire Gang, drinking blood out a glass
Christian Dior, kickin' sh*t like [?]
I'm f*ckin' they b*tches that's why they so mad
I pull up in two-door, ain't no room for [?]
You know I'm matte black
Hop out with twin MACs
I'm smoking on za, I'm smoking opp pack
Until my lungs black
They ride with my drip
I got it on tap
I bite that b*tch neck, ain't no coming back
Hop out the van, [?] on my arms just like I'm [?]
She wet like a faucet, [?] I got them racks

[Verse 2: Lil Kawaii]
I just spent five hundred just for some black pants
I did the dash in the f*ckin' scat pack
Girl is a treesh, she a f*ckin' gnat-gnat
Got a .9 when I walk 'cause I got a lil' bag
Yeah, me and them hundreds attached
I walk in the store, I don't know what to pick
Yeah, I'm in her mouth like a Xan
I'm pouring the blood up, I'm pouring the tris
[Verse 3: Diamondsonmydi*k]
[?], I got blood in my bed
Yeah, and I got the blick in that b*tch
These n*ggas so [?], I slime 'em so fast
Your b*tch said you [?], you my [?]

[Verse 4: Lil Kawaii]
I came in the b*tch with your b*tch
I'm slimy, I'm screaming out, "Slatt"
I walk in the b*tch with a MAC
I'm OD, my pockets is fat
The hundred round drum turn him to a dancer
Big-ass hit, you can see him prance
We not the same, read it in the print
The knock on my hip, your b*tch in my lap

[Verse 5: Diamondsonmydi*k]
I'm on her tongue just like LSD stamp
Pretty boy demon, I got shrines in this trap
Pretty boy demon, [?]
Tiny-ass jeans when I hop out the jet
I'm killing these n*ggas, I put 'em to bed
[?], f*ck your b*tch, pull her hat
[?] then I turn to a bat
[?], I just pulled up with [?]
Just tell me, know where they at, yeah
I'm smoking on gas
I'm with a shooter, dread head, Mad Max
Pretty boy demon, your b*tch get heart attack
[Verse 6: Lil Kawaii]
I'm spinning that block and I'm spinning they head
I'm riding around, I got one in the head
That boy can get popped like a Percocet
These b*tches so pressed, yeah, they tryna impress
They ain't go up, he don't really want that
Got shooters, gon' pop out that minivan
That boy, he a simp, he a minute man
I walk around Neiman, they know my name
I gave 'em wings, they ain't sippin' no red-red
I take his b*tch, yeah, she told me to bend it back
Number (N)ine jeans, I got Number (N)ine denim
I hop out the [?], yeah, I hop in the sprinter

[Verse 7: Diamondsonmydi*k]
Ooh, pretty boy demon, I don't got no feelings
Highway to hell, I just [?]
Pretty boy vamp, they stay taking your women
Bite that b*tch neck, now her blood what I sip
Number (N)ine jeans, she bouta unzip
Pills in the trap, got bars like I'm [?]
My b*tches so slimey, my b*tches reptilian