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[Intro] I rock Vivienne, diamonds in the ring like wrestlin' We don't play with him, all-red casket, you'll be restin' in Keep a che-check on him, and he keep a bad bitch next to him She obsessed with him, fuck her friend, now she upset with him She ta-taxin' him, boy, you know these hoes not stressin' him I get neck from them, soakin' wet, go Michael Phelps in them Micro-Draco him, fuckboy better keep that vest on him Diamonds radiant, fuck your main bitch, she my favorite I won't pa— (SGT-HI-C) [Chorus] Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Heaven or Hell, let's rock) Oh yeah, oh yeah, I had the Grand Slam, fuckin' his main on cam Ro-rockin' Hysteric Glam', ball like Kevin Durant Shroomies supply and demand, we wrap the P's saran On the gold cap shroomie stem, access my pineal gland Money tall like Slender Man, slam cookies, gingerbread Re-red key, red eyes, Hellcat, devil man Blue face dead, got pockets, Deadman Wonderland Glo-Glock 9, Gen5, nigga, all of my MACs 10 Red beam, bullseye, I fill a fu-fuck-nigga full with lead No, I do not give a fuck 'bout who you is Fucked your main bitch, and her friends are not exempt [Verse] Re-red key, red eye, and the paintjob Tropican' Fucked your main bitch, BBLs like Kardashians Racks gargantuan, we can go band for band He-Hellcat Tropican, back-seat, two lesbians I rock Vivienne, diamonds in the ring like wrestlin' We don't play with him, all-red casket, you'll be restin' in Keep a che-check on him, and he keep a bad bitch next to him She obsessed with him, fuck her friend, now she upset with him She ta-taxin' him, boy, you know these hoes not stressin' him I get neck from them, soakin' wet, go Michael Phelps in them Micro-Draco him, fuckboy better keep that vest on him Diamonds radiant, fuck your main bitch, she my favorite I won't pay for it, [?] flavour, she gon' savor it Re-red eyes hellcat, hell yeah, I was racin' it Mastermind, Chrome Heart white tee, bloody Asics Girl, just say when we can fuck, just let me tape it Let me taste this, she say, "Hi-C, boy, you ain't shit" Fa-face it, know it's fake 'cause I can taste it Fanduel gamblin', I need a max win Ri-Ricky O', shell toe, kick shit like Jackie Chan [Chorus] Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh yeah, oh yeah, I had the Grand Slam, fuckin' his main on cam Rockin' Hysteric Glam', ball like Kevin Durant Shroomies supply and demand, we wrap the P's saran On the gold cap shroomie stem, access my pineal gland Ta-tall like Slender Man, slam cookies, gingerbread Red key, red eyes, Hellcat, devil man Blue face, dead guys, pockets, Deadman Wonderland Glock 9, Gen5, nigga, all of my MACs 10 Red beam, bullseye, I fill a fuck-nigga full with lead No, I do not give a fuck 'bout who you is Fucked your main bitch, and her friends are not exempt