[Chorus: RJLDiablo]
This song is goin' out my nephew
They all wanna check you, they all wan' say F you
But you get the TEC, you don't care if they at your neck, do you?
And this flow I'm keeping it, life you ain't seein' it
Boy, you seen no shit, get outta the hood and come be in Ritz
And I got the .9 and it blast on your ass
If you don't want smoke then move fast, boy, move fast

[Verse 1: RJLDiablo]
Had a pizza party with Skipper, we had chicken dippers
Adult dancers, strippers, Cirque de Soleil, had flippers
And we all gangbangin' so get out my way
Shoutout to Martin and BL!ZZXRD and ace.
We don't fuck with people who stay in your place
Heard you talkin' shit, but I'm king, boy, get outta my way
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Shoot you in the face, so now, who wants it next?
So many people got shot by the neck
And this ain't a flex, but I've taken lives and I've saved 'em (Saved 'em)
And them boys was rugged, no radium (Radium, I use that line a lot)
Hate to say it, but the opps, I've saved 'em (Saved 'em, saved 'em, saved 'em)
And fuck a fake rebel, get taken by your haters (Haters)
And fuck all the people who talk on my name (On my name)
And fuck all the clout-chasers hoping for fame (For fame)
You talk about me in a way (In a way)
That I don't like, is you gay? (Is you gay?)
Boy, he movin' so sus (So sus), but it ain't Among Us ('Mong Us)
And theirs upon us (Upon us), so, yeah, boy, gon' bust (Gon' bust)
[Chorus: RJLDiablo]
Ayy, this song is goin' out my nephew
They all wanna check you, they all wan' say F you
But you get the TEC, you don't care if they at your neck, do you?
And this flow I'm keeping it, life you ain't seein' it
Boy, you seen no shit, get outta the hood and come be in Ritz
And I got the .9 and it blast on your ass
If you don't want smoke then move fast, boy, move fast

[Verse 2: RJLDiablo]
Yeah, move fast, bruh
Claws on me, feeling like Mufasa
Two bad bitches with me and they into fashion
Yeah, two bitches with me and they both into fashion
And they both from Paris, the whole squad, yeah, they said that they carried me
You could stay a goof, you could say that you'd flatten me
But I carried you when you needed some carryin'
And shoutout to Yaro and Funke and C$
So many opps wanna fuck with me, who wanna be next?
So many groupie hoes wanna see me, yes
Fucked up the game again, RJ, yeah, he flex

[Chorus: RJLDiablo]
Ayy, this song is goin' out my nephew
They all wanna check you, they all wan' say F you
But you get the TEC, you don't care if they at your neck, do you?
And this flow I'm keeping it, life you ain't seein' it
Boy, you seen no shit, get outta the hood and come be in Ritz
And I got the .9 and it blast on your ass
If you don't want smoke then move fast, boy, move fast
Ayy, this song is goin' out my nephew
They all wanna check you, they all wan' say F you
But you get the TEC, you don't care if they at your neck, do you?
And this flow I'm keeping it, life you ain't seein' it
Boy, you seen no shit, get outta the hood and come be in Ritz
And I got the .9 and it blast on your ass
If you don't want smoke then move fast, boy, move fast
[Verse 3: RJLDiablo]
And yeah, I'm a white boy, but I still had struggles
And I got some magic compared to you muggles
And yeah, I'm Diablo but I still pray to God
All of you sinners ain't on your way to God
And I cry in my room when I'm alone
But just 'cause I do that don't mean that I'm emo
Biggest fear to the crowd ever since Ebol'
RJ a king, never missed a free-throw, ayy
I saw my first dick before my first pussy
Still kept it straight, though, never in a rushy
Opps in my way and they gettin' very pushy
Get out my way, boy, I'm gettin' to the money
That's another feature carried, boy, I'm rackin' up my stacks
SP1CYxXxT3DDY, boy, I'm countin' up my racks
They said I'd never make it, boy, you only spoke cap
And what I say from the printer 'cause I'm always speakin' facts

[Chorus: RJLDiablo]
Ayy, this song is goin' out my nephew
They all wanna check you, they all wan' say F you
But you get the TEC, you don't care if they at your neck, do you?
And this flow I'm keeping it, life you ain't seein' it
Boy, you seen no shit, get outta the hood and come be in Ritz
And I got the .9 and it blast on your ass
If you don't want smoke then move fast, boy, move fast
Ayy, this song is goin' out my nephew
They all wanna check you, they all wan' say F you
But you get the TEC, you don't care if they at your neck, do you?
And this flow I'm keeping it, life you ain't seein' it
Boy, you seen no shit, get outta the hood and come be in Ritz
And I got the .9 and it blast on your ass
If you don't want smoke then move fast, boy, move fast
[Verse 4: RJLDiablo & Ray J]
I'm a diamond in the rough, I ain't talkin' Down Syndrome
I stay minty, bitch, I ain't talkin' Mento's
Yeah, London bitches' pussies, yeah, I'm in those
She got dreadlocks, time to bring that ass in, ho
Yeah, you better run, bro, you in the gun zone
This life, it ain't fun, no, welcome to hood, put a bullet at your head and you done, yo
RJ stay with a Glocky, so the feds want none
Opps wanna pull up 'til they see I got a gun
Manna keep a .9, manna stay on the run
Manna ran a train on your bitch, manna slid it up the bum
What you know about feeding your family 'cause you're poor?
What you know about no sleep and laying on the floor?
What you know about most the girls that you know being whores?
What you know about the struggle of being born
With this shitty life ahead of you, I'm gon' die by the dawn
But they do not give a fuck because I am a–
RJ Diablo, man, you know what it is