Diamond's Prince - Bully

Aye-Aye
Aye
This a old one right here
New to y'all, old to me
Aye
Back on my bullshit
I'm packing my pens wit a full clip
No capping I'm slapping this shit
Bad nigga
Back nigga
Woah
Y'all niggas slow
So they steady asking for lyrics
I'm super soaking niggas wit it
Precision
A deadshot
And ya team want smoke
Suicide squad
Funny thing is I don't even like drama
But it is what it is
Fuck a clique finna click with two clips
I cut crisp
I'm a python
Look you dead in your face
What your eyes on
Use this power of youth
So the guy calm
Mummy wrapin em too ima dive on em
He don't know what to do, he gon die caught up
Snake eyes on em
It's a gift and curse
Lean on me it's gon hurt
Ima rock til I leave in hearse
Leave a leaf hurricane in the dirt
Blow the spot like I'm deidara
Word
Give a fuck what you saying, I'm chilling
Ain't no bar to that shit, I'm just spitting
I do me and they claim I'm a villain
Whole time I could just body a village
No bones in my closet
I throw em to the dogs, so they profit
Play like a toy ima bop it
Diamond be talking that nonsense
Niggas don't know I'm a prophet
Niggas don't know I'm a prophet

God sent
Fuck is you on
I treat the bar like moving product
Sick wit the shits
I think my illness kinda chronic
Picking the pockets of palm people popping shit
Profiting
Pimping a penny like pussy
A prophet
God sent
Fuck is you on
I treat the bar like moving product
Sick wit the shits
I think my illness kinda chronic
Picking the pockets of palm people popping shit
Profiting
Pimping a penny like pussy
A prophet
I'm God sent

Materasu, I'm burning these tracks
Tobi Tobi, I see through the mask
I'm beating these niggas like Madera
I promise you don't want no problem, bruh
Dropping asteroids
Fuck a dot on them niggas
Get slingshot
We disarming them niggas
I'll puff em like pookie
Chris Rock on them niggas
Now you in a doobie
The pot that I'll piss in
Genjuitsu
I'll loop through your conscience, my nigga
It's izanami 'fore I body you niggas
A shot for the shot
Now your shawty my nigga
I'll drip on your bitch like kisame, my nigga
Then swim in her shit, samehada up in her
She swallow the clan
Yeen gotta forgive her
I slaughter her shit like Itachi, my nigga
All in front of you
Hibachi, my nigga
Ima need me a villain vixen to balance out my conscience
A nigga be reminiscing wit repetition often
I'll really rip a nigga to ribbons I'm going almonds
I'm riddled wit lyrics when living livid so I hawk spit
I'm off it

God sent
Fuck is you on
I treat the bar like moving product
Sick wit the shits
I think my illness kinda chronic
Picking the pockets of palm people popping shit
Profiting
Pimping a penny like pussy
A prophet
God sent
Fuck is you on
I treat the bar like moving product
Sick wit the shits
I think my illness kinda chronic
Picking the pockets of palm people popping shit
Profiting
Pimping a penny like pussy
A prophet
I'm God sent

Written by:
David Smith

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