Mixtape lyrics

by

OCTOBERSFULLMOON


[Intro: RJLDiablo]
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: RJLDiablo]
Ayy, pull up in jeans and they Tommy Hilfiger
And I watched Holes and now I am a digger
I released my own mixtape and made six figures
You pull out a K but my Drac is bigger
Ayy, pull up and shoot with the Ruger
I f*ck your b*tch then shoot her
I'm feeling like Lex Luther (Ayy)
"Here's my mixtape, boost it!" (Ayy)
Put a spider in your casket, now your body's on the web (Ha)
I killed and shot my opps and I'd do it again (Yeah)
I don't wanna hear your mixtape, b*tch, just put it away
You talkin' all that sh*t, but I'm not afraid
Got an accountant in the back
And he's counting up my racks (Racks)
f*ck it, pay no tax (Tax), R.J. got that MACs (MACs)
Stream my mixtape, motherf*cker, stream The Bloody Aftermath, yeah (Ayy)

[Verse 2: SeaOhDeeWhy]
Pull my f*ckin' c*ck out and I make your b*tch gag, yeah
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[Chorus: SeaOhDeeWhy]
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[Verse 3: RJLDiablo & SeaOhDeeWhy]
Yeah, yes
Too bad (Huh), I been on the f*cking news, b*tch (Huh? Huh? Huh?)
I'm too lit (Yeah), f*ck a b*tch, I feel like Neutron (Huh? Yeah, woah)
With the spiked hair, tell your mum to not go out at night there
Right there, there's a spider and he might bite
I ain't f*ck with b*tches who tryna fight, fight
You dyke, dyke (Sorry, R.J., you can't s-say that in your song, that's offensive)
(But, but, but, I'm just tryna rhy-)
(Just don't-, don't do it, please, you've already been cancelled once)
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, okay, okay, fine, I won't do it, I won't then, okay? Go)

[Verse 4: RJLDiablo]
So get the chapstick, sit on my lap, b*tch
That b*tch so average, but she's a bad b*tch
She's from the mountains, f*ck in a fountain
Call when I'm about, man, I'll get you clout, man
And I got a mixtape, she make my di*k ache
And I'm a bit late, don't worry 'bout sh*t, babe
And I got six hits, your bro got six di*ks
But this ain't Alabama, hit you with the thick mix
And it's Diablo, look like Pablo, when I'm trappin' out a brick (Ayy)
When I pull up on your block (Your ends) and steal your b*tch (Ayy)
When you talk that sh*t on the 'net and I pull up, yes
I can't give a f*ck about hate, just shut up, yeah
[Chorus: SeaOhDeeWhy]
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