[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, what? (Black Money Boys Death Row, fuck n***a)
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
RCB, Diamondsonmydick, n***a
What? What? Bitch
Ayy, whoa, whoa, whoa
Ayy, yeah (Loko ain't no joke)

[Verse]
Diamondsonmydick, yeah, I'ma fuck that bitch
And you love that ho, ayy, I know she a trick, yeah
Smokin' OG gas, ayy, you be smokin' crack, ayy
Pull up brand new Jag, ayy, Glock 19, no lack, ayy
N***as hella sad, ayy, fucked his bitch, he mad, ayy
She [?] ayy, she stealin' my swag, ayy
You can have her back when I'm through wit' that
Rollin' just like grass, off the acid tabs
Two demon bitches off the coca
Then I pulled off in a Rover
And she know I got some more cocaine
And you know she love to fuck her nose up
I don't know [?] bitch, I'm stuck up
Fuck that bitch, she got my dick stuck up
Demon blood in my styrofoam cup
Cast a spell, now my wrist froze up