The Summer Cypher 2021 (Solo) lyrics

[Chorus: RJLDiablo & BoostXS]
We blew the sh*t up (Up), we blew the sh*t up (Up)
I don't give a f*ck (Don't give no f*cks), nah-nah-nah
And I don't give a f*ck (f*cks, uh), for a feature, hundred bucks
We blew the sh*t up (Yeah), yeah, we blew the sh*t up (f*ck, bruh)
We blew the sh*t up (Up), we blew the sh*t up (Up)
I don't give a f*ck (Don't give no f*cks), nah-nah-nah
And I don't give a f*ck (f*cks, uh), for a feature, hundred bucks
We blew the sh*t up (Yeah), yeah, we blew the sh*t up (f*ck, bruh, yurr)

[Post-Chorus: RJLDiablo]
And I got hundreds, I got twenties (Twenties), bad b*tch dressed in Fendi (Fendi)
Hop up out the Bentley (Bentley), got an LGBT opp and he always shootin' bently (Bently)
f*ck the sh*t up, yeah, f*ck the sh*t up
f*ck the sh*t up, yeah, f*ck the sh*t up
We out here trappin' bricks, bruh
Your sister clappin' di*ks, bruh

[Verse: RJLDiablo]
Yeah, I got a Glock and I keep it in my pocket (My pocket)
If a opp pull up, then we pullin' out the rocket (The rocket)
Revolvers on us, get the shotgun and c*ck it (And c*ck it)
When he was b*tchin' on IG Live, motherf*cker, I damn near lost it
We shot at the b*tch and now the b*tch is in a hospice
I wish the worst for you, I hope you motherf*ckin' cough sh*t
Out of your mouth while you in pain and I won't stop this
When we see your ass then we coming on your Glock sh*t
"Gang-gang-gang-gang-gang," that is all we scream
Anymore sh*t and you might meet the team
I was in the crib sippin' on lean
Then I heard this f*cker dissin' me and Sea
Then we sent our god damn rifles, now the b*tch is dead
Nothing mixes better than his b*tch, my head
We won't stop until they dead
It is R.J., motherf*cker, do not f*cking forget (Ayy)
[Chorus: RJLDiablo & BoostXS]
We blew the sh*t up (Up), we blew the sh*t up (Up)
I don't give a f*ck (Don't give no f*cks), nah-nah-nah
And I don't give a f*ck (f*cks, uh), for a feature, hundred bucks
We blew the sh*t up (Yeah), yeah, we blew the sh*t up (f*ck, bruh)
We blew the sh*t up (Up), we blew the sh*t up (Up)
I don't give a f*ck (Don't give no f*cks), nah-nah-nah
And I don't give a f*ck (f*cks, uh), for a feature, hundred bucks
We blew the sh*t up (Yeah), yeah, we blew the sh*t up (f*ck, bruh, yurr)

[Post-Chorus: RJLDiablo]
And I got hundreds, I got twenties (Twenties), bad b*tch dressed in Fendi (Fendi)
Hop up out the Bentley (Bentley), got an LGBT opp and he always shootin' bently (Bently)
f*ck the sh*t up, yeah, f*ck the sh*t up
f*ck the sh*t up, yeah, f*ck the sh*t up
We out here trappin' bricks, bruh
Your sister clappin' di*ks, bruh

[Chorus: RJLDiablo & BoostXS]
We blew the sh*t up (Up), we blew the sh*t up (Up)
I don't give a f*ck (Don't give no f*cks), nah-nah-nah
And I don't give a f*ck (f*cks, uh), for a feature, hundred bucks
We blew the sh*t up (Yeah), yeah, we blew the sh*t up (f*ck, bruh)
We blew the sh*t up (Up), we blew the sh*t up (Up)
I don't give a f*ck (Don't give no f*cks), nah-nah-nah
And I don't give a f*ck (f*cks, uh), for a feature, hundred bucks
We blew the sh*t up (Yeah), yeah, we blew the sh*t up (f*ck, bruh, yurr)
[Post-Chorus: RJLDiablo]
And I got hundreds, I got twenties (Twenties), bad b*tch dressed in Fendi (Fendi)
Hop up out the Bentley (Bentley), got an LGBT opp and he always shootin' bently (Bently)
f*ck the sh*t up, yeah, f*ck the sh*t up
f*ck the sh*t up, yeah, f*ck the sh*t up
We out here trappin' bricks, bruh
Your sister clappin' di*ks, bruh

[Bridge: RJLDiablo]
Yeah, and this sh*t in ridiculous (What?)
Anymore sh*t and we might put you on the hitlist (Yeah, what?)
Gang sh*t, yeah, yeah, we motherf*ckin' kill sh*t (Hmm, what?)
What, what, what you sayin' when we kill your wife and children (What? What? Yeah) Uh, kill, b*tch, yeah

[Refrain: RJLDiablo]
And I got hundreds, I got twenties, bad b*tch dressed in Fendi
Hop up out the Bentley, got an LGBT opp and he always shootin' bently
And we pull up out that Maybach, we gonna (Gonna) f*ckin' spray back
I hate that b*tch who cheated on me, when I feel like this swear I need my OG, yeah (Ayy, ayy)

[Outro: RJLDiablo]
I still feel like
There's some feelings 'tween us we ain't specified, baby
I still feel like
You don't f*ckin' love me, baby, not even a feel, like