Elfen Lied 222 lyrics

by

Reptilian Club Boyz


[Intro]
Hello, hello
Hello, hello
Hello, hello
Yung Hi-C, man
Reptilian Club Boyz in this b*tch with my Blood Rain Boys
You already know what it is, n*gga (b*tch)
Alright, f*ck it, let's do it (f*ck it)
Let's go Broly man, f*ck it (Hi-C)
Let's get it

[Verse]
These n*ggas all caps on these keyboards (b*tch)
In the party, whole P of shrooms in a Jansport (b*tch)
In the push start, what the f*ck I need a key for? (I need a key for?)
Hi-C powered up, that's what the f*ck I popped a bean for
Tell me why these n*ggas talkin' tough in they tweets for (Why?)
Why these rap n*ggas love to cap on these beats for (For what?)
"Hi-C, what you always mixin' shrooms with the lean for?" (For?)
Geeked, spilled the drink on my jeans and my sneaks for (b*tch)
"Hi-C, tell me what you f*cked that girl of my dreams for?" (What?)
Got her sucking di*k on her knees till her knees sore (Yuh)
M's on my brain, give me brain while I brainstorm (Yuh)
Let her top the gang, go on live and press record (Haha)
Why I let my nuts hang ten on her chin for? (Why?)
If that b*tch a ten, bring a friend, bring like three or more (Damn)
Ten on the 'Gram but in person she a three or four (Damn)
n*ggas eatin' shrooms by the gram, took three or four
Baby, you ain't never met a n*gga like me before (Nope, おかえり)
We ain't even cuffed so what the f*ck she losing sleep for?
Say she hate my guts, then what the f*ck she let me beat for?
Why she let me shuv-it in her guts like a skateboard? (b*tch)
I don't need Chanel, double C's, just to lean pour
Just to hold them sheets, what I rock designer jeans for (Yuh)
Spendin' addiction, want Louis V' and Dior
Seeing premonitions from the shrooms, finna eat more
Visions of me hunnid on the dash in a two-door (Nyoom)
If I crash then my brains splashed on the dashboard
In a V12, b*tch, it sound like a beast roar (Nyoom)
Let her talk to gang, kick her out like the landlord
Vacuum-sealed packs through the mail, what them beats for? (Yuh)
12 at the front then I'm flash through the backdoor
Stomped his face flat, that's what I'm in the party deep for
Stomp a n*gga out, that's what his blood on my sneaks for (Hi-C)
n*ggas in my lane but they need to take a detour
Just like Taco Bell, feed 'em shells like a seashore
And I'm still with L, you would think I was in Death Note
Mask on my face, call me Hi-C Mysterio (Haha)
di*k down her throat, kick that b*tch out like vamonos
You ain't tryna f*ck on the gang, b*tch, adios (おかえり)
Underneath a spell, now her face gettin' supersoaked
She my Ariel, got her wetter than a mermaid (Yuh)
Pockets swole as hell, Hi-C, I'm the heavy-weight
In the YSL, I surpassed him in every way (Hi-C)
Just gettin' hip to the wave, b*tch, you very late
All these lil' n*ggas trappin' now but they used to skate (Damn)
b*tches know I keep Lucy on me just like Elfen Lied (Yuh)
Hi-Tech, boostin' all my boys just like Gatorade (b*tch)
Cowabunga swag, used to pour that sh*t in everything
Lonely at the top, but the top you won't ever see
b*tches give me top, f*ck her throat, she could barely breathe
b*tch give me brain so much they can barely think (Hi-C)
Hi-C in the party up for days, I can barely blink (Hi-C)
Hoes on my line but a ho I could never need
n*ggas broke as hell, boy, you starved, boy, you barely eat
Real demon b*tch, severed di*ks like the movie teeth (Go)
In my DMs tryna f*ck, got her beggin' please (Go)
We be passin' hoes back and forth like she on a swing (b*tch)
[Outro]
Ayy, you already know, man
Yung Hi-C in this b*tch, bro, shoutout Blood Rain Boys man
You already know, Reptilian Club Boyz man
Shoutout my n*gga Nedarb, bro
b*tch
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