[Chorus: RJLDiablo & BoostXS]
We blew the shit up (Up), we blew the shit up (Up)
I don't give a fuck (Don't give no fucks), nah-nah-nah
And I don't give a fuck (Fucks, uh), for a feature, hundred bucks
We blew the shit up (Yeah), yeah, we blew the shit up (Fuck, bruh)
We blew the shit up (Up), we blew the shit up (Up)
I don't give a fuck (Don't give no fucks), nah-nah-nah
And I don't give a fuck (Fucks, uh), for a feature, hundred bucks
We blew the shit up (Yeah), yeah, we blew the shit up (Fuck, bruh, yurr)

[Post-Chorus: RJLDiablo]
And I got hundreds, I got twenties (Twenties), bad bitch dressed in Fendi (Fendi)
Hop up out the Bentley (Bentley), got an LGBT opp and he always shootin' bently (Bently)
Fuck the shit up, yeah, fuck the shit up
Fuck the shit up, yeah, fuck the shit up
We out here trappin' bricks, bruh
Your sister clappin' dicks, bruh

[Verse: RJLDiablo]
Yeah, I got a Glock and I keep it in my pocket (My pocket)
If a opp pull up, then we pullin' out the rocket (The rocket)
Revolvers on us, get the shotgun and cock it (And cock it)
When he was bitchin' on IG Live, motherfucker, I damn near lost it
We shot at the bitch and now the bitch is in a hospice
I wish the worst for you, I hope you motherfuckin' cough shit
Out of your mouth while you in pain and I won't stop this
When we see your ass then we coming on your Glock shit
"Gang-gang-gang-gang-gang," that is all we scream
Anymore shit and you might meet the team
I was in the crib sippin' on lean
Then I heard this fucker dissin' me and Sea
Then we sent our god damn rifles, now the bitch is dead
Nothing mixes better than his bitch, my head
We won't stop until they dead
It is R.J., motherfucker, do not fucking forget (Ayy)
[Chorus: RJLDiablo & BoostXS]
We blew the shit up (Up), we blew the shit up (Up)
I don't give a fuck (Don't give no fucks), nah-nah-nah
And I don't give a fuck (Fucks, uh), for a feature, hundred bucks
We blew the shit up (Yeah), yeah, we blew the shit up (Fuck, bruh)
We blew the shit up (Up), we blew the shit up (Up)
I don't give a fuck (Don't give no fucks), nah-nah-nah
And I don't give a fuck (Fucks, uh), for a feature, hundred bucks
We blew the shit up (Yeah), yeah, we blew the shit up (Fuck, bruh, yurr)

[Post-Chorus: RJLDiablo]
And I got hundreds, I got twenties (Twenties), bad bitch dressed in Fendi (Fendi)
Hop up out the Bentley (Bentley), got an LGBT opp and he always shootin' bently (Bently)
Fuck the shit up, yeah, fuck the shit up
Fuck the shit up, yeah, fuck the shit up
We out here trappin' bricks, bruh
Your sister clappin' dicks, bruh

[Chorus: RJLDiablo & BoostXS]
We blew the shit up (Up), we blew the shit up (Up)
I don't give a fuck (Don't give no fucks), nah-nah-nah
And I don't give a fuck (Fucks, uh), for a feature, hundred bucks
We blew the shit up (Yeah), yeah, we blew the shit up (Fuck, bruh)
We blew the shit up (Up), we blew the shit up (Up)
I don't give a fuck (Don't give no fucks), nah-nah-nah
And I don't give a fuck (Fucks, uh), for a feature, hundred bucks
We blew the shit up (Yeah), yeah, we blew the shit up (Fuck, bruh, yurr)
[Post-Chorus: RJLDiablo]
And I got hundreds, I got twenties (Twenties), bad bitch dressed in Fendi (Fendi)
Hop up out the Bentley (Bentley), got an LGBT opp and he always shootin' bently (Bently)
Fuck the shit up, yeah, fuck the shit up
Fuck the shit up, yeah, fuck the shit up
We out here trappin' bricks, bruh
Your sister clappin' dicks, bruh

[Bridge: RJLDiablo]
Yeah, and this shit in ridiculous (What?)
Anymore shit and we might put you on the hitlist (Yeah, what?)
Gang shit, yeah, yeah, we motherfuckin' kill shit (Hmm, what?)
What, what, what you sayin' when we kill your wife and children (What? What? Yeah) Uh, kill, bitch, yeah

[Refrain: RJLDiablo]
And I got hundreds, I got twenties, bad bitch dressed in Fendi
Hop up out the Bentley, got an LGBT opp and he always shootin' bently
And we pull up out that Maybach, we gonna (Gonna) fuckin' spray back
I hate that bitch who cheated on me, when I feel like this swear I need my OG, yeah (Ayy, ayy)

[Outro: RJLDiablo]
I still feel like
There's some feelings 'tween us we ain't specified, baby
I still feel like
You don't fuckin' love me, baby, not even a feel, like