Hi-C
Dio Brando
[Verse 1: Drippin So Pretty]
No I won't talk, girl, I'm not sorry
Vamped out Ken, and she my barbie
Brand new whip, don't got no car keys (Got no car keys)
But we still flexed up like Jeff Hardy
We so strapped up like the army
I might rock out at your party
I might rock out just like Mötley
Run out my way 'cause I'm so gnarly
Brand new Glock, I'll have it sparking
Just like a dog, this shit stay barking (Rrr, Rah)
And I put a bullet right where your heart be
Got a bad bitch, she ain't got no heartbeat
Confessing her love, I don't do no talking
Confessing her love right when she saw me (Vamp)
All in my bed, I'm feeling her softly (Vamp)
Vamped out latе, just like I'm tardy (VampBoiClique)
And girl I'm sorry that I'm not sorry
Oh I can't get far if it's not nеxt to you
So let's take a hellride, this car's meant for two (Meant for two!)
Baby, let's die up in this coupe
I don't care, you know it's true
It's always been me and you
Walking dead like Beetlejuice
When you see me, boy salute
.40 on me, don't get boomed
Always watching how they move
You see me under the moon, moon
Spend this money, boy, that's what we do (What we do)
You not gang, we ain't recruiting you, you
Hollow tips ripping through your troops
Watch me blow their brains off this roof, roof
[Verse 2: Hi-C]
Hi-C baby, girl I got the juice
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Me and Drip pull up in two door coupes
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Porschey two door, with the brains blown
Cherry red, i8 doors, suicidal
Number Nines, bitch I put racks inside those
Hit the mall, spend it all, swear we slide off
Eighth of strong in the spliff, keep my eyes low
Watch the sun hit the chain, it's a light show
Bloody scythe, put a knife on a rifle
In my sights, bullets burst through his vitals
I ain't fuck on that bitch in awhile
I'm sure that pussy good, but she psycho
Fuck his main, give her back, she recycled
Pull up, Range Rove
Bloody cyclone
Bloody cup, bloody fangs, when I smile
LSD, acid drops in a vial
Walk inside Vivienne, just to buy clothes
All these racks, I ran up all on my own
V12 Porsche, engine roar, like a dino
Bentley truck do donuts, doing spirals
Said she got OnlyFans in her bio
Bitch I got all these bands, I could buy you
Slutty girls, freaky girls, yeah I like those
She want red bottom heels, bloody stilettos
I want them, pouring blood in the Styrofoam
Punch on him, stomp on him, bloody knuckles
Fuck his main and her friend, I'm the type too
In my ears, chandeliers, diamond ice cubes
And my neck, and my wrist, they on ice too
Shroomie tea, bitch I'm geeked off these mushrooms