D3v1lM4n lyrics

[Intro]
I rock Vivienne, diamonds in the ring like wrestlin'
We don't play with him, all-red casket, you'll be restin' in
Keep a che-check on him, and he keep a bad b*tch next to him
She obsessed with him, f*ck her friend, now she upset with him
She ta-taxin' him, boy, you know these hoes not stressin' him
I get neck from them, soakin' wet, go Michael Phelps in them
Micro-Draco him, f*ckboy better keep that vest on him
Diamonds radiant, f*ck your main b*tch, she my favorite
I won't pa— (SGT-HI-C)

[Chorus]
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Heaven or Hell, let's rock)
Oh yeah, oh yeah, I had the Grand Slam, f*ckin' his main on cam
Ro-rockin' Hysteric Glam', ball like Kevin Durant
Shroomies supply and demand, we wrap the P's saran
On the gold cap shroomie stamp, access my pineal gland
Money tall like Slender Man, slam cookies, gingerbread
Re-red key, red eyes, Hellcat, devil man
Blue face dead, got pockets, Deadman Wonderland
Glo-Glock 9, Gen5, n*gga, all of my MACs 10
Red beam, bullseye, I fill a fu-f*ck-n*gga full with lead
No, I do not give a f*ck 'bout who you is
f*cked your main b*tch, and her friends are not exempt
[Verse]
Re-red key, red eye, and the paintjob Tropican'
f*cked your main b*tch, BBLs like Kardashians
Racks gargantuan, we can go band for band
He-Hellcat Tropican, back-seat, two lesbians
I rock Vivienne, diamonds in the ring like wrestlin'
We don't play with him, all-red casket, you'll be restin' in
Keep a che-check on him, and he keep a bad b*tch next to him
She obsessed with him, f*ck her friend, now she upset with him
She ta-taxin' him, boy, you know these hoes not stressin' him
I get neck from them, soakin' wet, go Michael Phelps in them
Micro-Draco him, f*ckboy better keep that vest on him
Diamonds radiant, f*ck your main b*tch, she my favorite
I won't pay for it, [?] flavour, she gon' savor it
Re-red eyes hellcat, hell yeah, I was racin' it
Mastermind, Chrome Heart white tee, bloody Asics
Girl, just say when we can f*ck, just let me tape it
Let me taste this, she say, "Hi-C, boy, you ain't sh*t"
Fa-face it, know it's fake 'cause I can taste it
Fanduel gamblin', I need a max win
Ri-Ricky O', shell toe, kick sh*t like Jackie Chan

[Chorus]
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, I had the Grand Slam, f*ckin' his main on cam
Rockin' Hysteric Glam', ball like Kevin Durant
Shroomies supply and demand, we wrap the P's saran
On the gold cap shroomie stamp, access my pineal gland
Ta-tall like Slender Man, slam cookies, gingerbread
Red key, red eyes, Hellcat, devil man
Blue face, dead guys, pockets, Deadman Wonderland
Glock 9, Gen5, n*gga, all of my MACs 10
Red beam, bullseye, I fill a f*ck-n*gga full with lead
No, I do not give a f*ck 'bout who you is
f*cked your main b*tch, and her friends are not exempt