Rihanna

Lyrics

[Hook: Hi-C] Out the park, baby that's a home run Feel like Rugrats, bitch I'm smoking on Runtz Girls just wanna have fun Hi-C, I just want funds (Want them funds) I'm just tryna stack them blue hunnids (Blue hunnids) Watch- [Intro: Diamondsonmydick] Ah, ah Ayy, ayy What, what, Blood Rain Boys bitch (There's no turning back) [Verse 1: Diamondsonmydick] Uh, ayy I'm smoking that gas bitch I look like a Jap You cuffing that bitch, I just hit from the back I pull up from front and I hop out the back I can't trust these niggas, I ride with the Mac I mix the demon blood with Applejack If she talking back then that lil' bitch get smacked Pretty boy goon, yo bitch had heart attack Metal on my arm, just like I'm Jax Think I'm Jet Li where I kicked in the trap Evil grin, walking out with your pack That nigga never gon' see me again Feeling Chinese like Jeremy Lin Power up, watch that shit hit my skin Naked bitches right here in my den She give me that neck, I bust on her chin Hit 'em with uppercut now there's blood on my bapes Young pretty boy demon, yo bitch on the way Soon as that bitch get hit she get cracked like a safe Pretty boy demon, her face I'ma paint Can't fuck with these niggas, I know they gon' change These lame niggas tryna run off with the wave Pretty boy demon, these bitches on me You goofy lil' nigga, y'all never be me, slatt [?] give me that wet Vampire gang, mixing blood with the Act Shoot him up, blood on the wall like a plaque Fucking yo bitch in the trap, uh Fucking yo bitch in my trap, slatt I gotta ride with the Mac, what? I had to shoot off the head [Verse 2: Hi-C] Yuh Alright (Alright) Okay (Okay) Alright (Alright) Okay (Okay) Alright (Alright) Okay (Okay) Alright (Alright) Okay (Okay) Bad yellow bitch like Rihanna (Like Rihanna) Told her we can fuck all night if you wanna (If you wanna) I just spilled the drink on my Dolce & Gabbana (Dolce & Gabbana) On a shopping spree, girl let's fuck up these commas Ice on my wrist and it bite like piranha I could fuck yo bitch lil' nigga if I wanna All this ice on me, got me feeling so anaemic Feel like MJ, fuck her once, tell her "Beat it" Know she got a man, baby I can keep a secret Shop till you drop, have a shopping spree at Nieman's And my pockets fat, boy yo pockets is bulimic Wanna meet Hi-C, then you gotta let the team hit How the fuck she make all that ass in them jeans fit? Pull up in Hellcat and yo bitch couldn't believe it Hit it out the park, baby that's a home run Feel like Rugrats, bitch I'm smoking on Runtz Girls just wanna have fun Hi-C, I just want funds (Want them funds) I'm just tryna stack them blue hunnids (Blue hunnids) Watch them diamonds do they dance in my Audemar Watch this choppa make him dance just like DDR Pull up Panamera, this shit like a shooting star Everything I am, foreign broad, foreign car Throw her on the bed, got her screaming "Fuck me" (Fuck me) Hi-C heartbreaker, I know it's hard to trust me (To trust me) Say you nasty, girl you gotta show me (Ohh) Yeah this shit til' death girl it's all or nothing (Ohh) [Outro: Hi-C] Oh baby (Oh baby) Oh baby (Oh baby) Oh baby (Oh baby) Oh baby (Oh baby) Oh baby (Oh baby) Oh baby (Oh baby) Hi-C