[Intro: RJLDiablo]
Pull up on a bitch in Gucci, Vuitton
Momma lookin' at me, like, "Where I go wrong?"
Pull up wit' some ice, drink be strong
Sippin' on the Daniels, got your bitch in a thong
Same old shit, I've been here all along
Pick up a bitch, you gon' call me King Kong
Gucci, Vuitton, got Louis Vuitton
(This sound like 3L)

[Chorus: RJLDiablo]
Pull up on a bitch in Gucci, Vuitton
Momma lookin' at me, like, "Where I go wrong?"
Pull up wit' some ice, drink be strong
Sippin' on the Daniels, got your bitch in a thong
Same old shit, I've been here all along
Pick up a bitch, you gon' call me King Kong
Gucci, Vuitton, got Louis Vuitton

[Refrain: RJLDiablo & KSI]
Flag on ay, you gotta go pay
I pulled up with dawgs, them drillas all stray
Flag on my ay, got a flag, not the gay, ayy
Yeah
Flag on ay, you gotta go pay
I pulled up with dawgs, them drillas all stray
Flag on my ay, got a flag, not the gay, ayy
Yeah
(RJL, go crazy, show these motherfuckers)
(Cool, bro, you got bars)
(This sound like 3L)
[Verse 1: RJLDiablo]
Get hit, get stripped, get knocked to the flo'
Opps be looking at me, like, "What the fuck does he know?"
I made this shit all on my own, woah
My bitches askin' for loans, woah
I gotta grab my own, woah
I gotta grab my own, woah
I gotta grab my own, woah
I gotta grab my own, woah
I gotta grab my own, woah
I gotta grab my own, woah
Bitch, give me your phone, woah
She wants me to change my tone, ho
Don't come in my zone, ho
My man's forehead looks like a dome, bro
Pull up with a MAC, you don't know what I pack, you lack
Slatt, slatt, slatt

[Interlude: RJLDiablo]
Hold up, roll up, bitch, you better bring the smoke up, woah
Ayy, ayy
Hold up, roll up, bitch, you better bring the smoke up, woah
Ayy, ayy
Hold up, roll up, bitch, you better bring the smoke up, woah

[Chorus: RJLDiablo]
Pull up on a bitch in Gucci, Vuitton
Momma lookin' at me, like, "Where I go wrong?"
Pull up wit' some ice, drink be strong
Sippin' on the Daniels, got your bitch in a thong
Same old shit, I've been here all along
Pick up a bitch, you gon' call me King Kong
Gucci, Vuitton, got Louis Vuitton
[Verse 2: RJLDiablo]
Roll 'round the pit, I think my life shit
Rap overs beats but I won't make a hit
Nothing I make makes it to the front
This Britain, we don't have no guns
But we got shanks, opposition on the run
Fuck the feds, give a fuck 'bout their guns
I got a milli', give the crowd whole funds

[Interlude]
(RJ, what the fuck are you doing, fam?
This music ting ain't no joke, you get me?
Stop fucking around and make an album, make a hit album!
Fuck your mixtapes and all, we need money
That's what I was hired for, money!
So if you don't get any money by this week, then I'm leaving!
You can fire me if you want, but I won't care...
You little shit, make me a fare!
So I can run away and I won't have to worry 'bout my affairs!)
Woah, I just hopped out of the lair
Batcave, Batcave, got bitches bare
Fucking on 'em, I'm Yogi Bear
Hold up, roll up, bitch, you better bring the smoke—yo
Hold up, roll up, bitch, you better bring the smoke—yo

[Refrain: RJLDiablo]
Flag on ay, you gotta go pay
I pulled up with dawgs, them drillas all stray
Flag on my ay, got a flag, not the gay, ayy
Yeah
Flag on ay, you gotta go pay
I pulled up with dawgs, them drillas all stray
Flag on my ay, got a flag, not the gay, ayy
Yeah