PIZZAPARTY! lyrics

[Intro: Ray J]
Yeah
(RJ Diablo, man, you know what it is)

[Chorus: RJLDiablo]
Ayy, she wantin' this D, she f*ckin' with me
She f*cking with RJ, he f*cked on your B
I was raised on the streets, got dirt on my feet
And b*tch, I'm ferel like Skateboard P
I'm sipping on lean, I doubled my Cs
I bussed down my b*tch in some brand-new LV
I ride with the Gs, b*tch, where is the keys?
b*tch, we in Skyrim, we aim for the knees
Ayy, she wantin' this D, she f*ckin' with me
She f*cking with RJ, he f*cked on your B
I was raised on the streets, got dirt on my feet
And b*tch, I'm ferel like Skateboard P
I'm sipping on lean, I doubled my Cs
I bussed down my b*tch in some brand-new LV
I ride with the Gs, b*tch, where is the keys?
b*tch, we in Skyrim, we aim for the knees

[Verse 1: RJLDiablo]
If you wan' pull up, then I guess we could talk 'bout it
You talk that sh*t about me just to get clouted
I was raised in the ends, so then, boy, I hopped out it
Booked it to the suburbs, now I ain't gotta worry 'bout sh*t
RJ, he gang, and he f*cked on your b*tch
He bought her Chanel from trapping them bricks
Was trapping them kilos before I did sh*t
Fights in nursery, I was really 'bout it
I f*cked on your b*tch because she called me cute
I showed her the missile and then she went boom
Young lil' RJ and he back with a tune
Let's air out the room, BL!ZZXRD's closet, spread fumes
RJ a killer, your music is filler
It's our anniversary, Bryson Tiller
I'm high like a piller, I'm gangster, I'm driller
Hit on a pus*y, I feel like gorilla
If you wanna talk, then come on, let's go
I ain't got time to be f*ckin' with hoes
My music is sick, yours is gross
If you send a shot then I will riposte
I fire the beam, I ride with the team
I'm dire for lean, you hired to clean
I fire the beam, I ride with the team
I'm dire for lean, you hired to clean
[Chorus: RJLDiablo]
Ayy, she wantin' this D, she f*ckin' with me
She f*cking with RJ, he f*cked on your B
I was raised on the streets, got dirt on my feet
And b*tch, I'm ferel like Skateboard P
I'm sipping on lean, I doubled my Cs
I bussed down my b*tch in some brand-new LV
I ride with the Gs, b*tch, where is the keys?
b*tch, we in Skyrim, we aim for the knees
Ayy, she wantin' this D, she f*ckin' with me
She f*cking with RJ, he f*cked on your B
I was raised on the streets, got dirt on my feet
And b*tch, I'm ferel like Skateboard P
I'm sipping on lean, I doubled my Cs
I bussed down my b*tch in some brand-new LV
I ride with the Gs, b*tch, where is the keys?
b*tch, we in Skyrim, we aim for the knees, oh yeah

[Bridge: Skipper The Tipper]
Tyler Made The Beat
Tyler Made The Beat
Tyler Made The Beat
Tyler made the beat
I'm tripping to my feet
That b*tch is honest cheatin'
I'm rockin' with my cleaves
Ayy, hold on, ayy
Ayy, ayy, yeah
[Verse 2: Skipper The Tipper, RJLDiablo]
Step on the block then I shot him
With all of his money I sure could of bought him
His body don’t float it went to the bottom
I’m not very merry but you know that I’m poppin'
A skull on my hip
Extended the grip
Bag on his head he gone for a trip
Left with some sticks
My shootas are quick
He started to run got fixed like my whip
Designer on my hip when I flee on the scene
His trails are bloody, my trails are green
Holes like a net when I empty the 'zine
Mess around with some adults I’m only a teen
b*tch, I don’t mean gangs when I mention the blocks
Eating disorder, you can eat on this Glock
He fly with the crowd he fly with the flock
Steal his b*tch and she giving the gawk (Ayy, haha)
Shoot him by the dock
Bad b*tch on my c*ck
She slurp it up, eat white, it ain't chalk
Pull up to our block, but we keep a Glock

[Outro: RJLDiablo]
Ayy, and it's a pizza party, watch out
Don't talk 'cause you might get washed now
Don't come to the hood 'cause you might get shot now, uh, but—