Rihanna

[Hook: Hi-C]
Nigga got no heart, baby that's a home run
Feel like RugRat, 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
Nigga got no heart, baby that's a home run
Feel like RugRat, 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 [?] 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