[Intro: Ray J]

Yeah

(RJ Diablo, man, you know what it is)

[Chorus: RJLDiablo]

Ayy, she wantin' this D, she fuckin' with me

She fucking with RJ, he fucked on your B

I was raised on the streets, got dirt on my feet

And bitch, I'm ferel like Skateboard P

I'm sipping on lean, I doubled my Cs

I bussed down my bitch in some brand-new LV

I ride with the Gs, bitch, where is the keys?

Bitch, we in Skyrim, we aim for the knees

Ayy, she wantin' this D, she fuckin' with me

She fucking with RJ, he fucked on your B

I was raised on the streets, got dirt on my feet

And bitch, I'm ferel like Skateboard P

I'm sipping on lean, I doubled my Cs

I bussed down my bitch in some brand-new LV

I ride with the Gs, bitch, where is the keys?

Bitch, we in Skyrim, we aim for the knees

[Verse 1: RJLDiablo]

If you wan' pull up, then I guess we could talk 'bout it

You talk that shit about me just to get clouted

I was raised in the ends, so then, boy, I hopped out it

Booked it to the suburbs, now I ain't gotta worry 'bout shit

RJ, he gang, and he fucked on your bitch

He bought her Chanel from trapping them bricks

Was trapping them kilos before I did shit

Fights in nursery, I was really 'bout it

I fucked on your bitch because she called me cute

I showed her the missile and then she went boom

Young lil' RJ and he back with a tune

Let's air out the room, BL!ZZXRD's closet, spread fumes

RJ a killer, your music is filler

It's our anniversary, Bryson Tiller

I'm high like a piller, I'm gangster, I'm driller

Hit on a pussy, I feel like gorilla

If you wanna talk, then come on, let's go

I ain't got time to be fuckin' with hoes

My music is sick, yours is gross

If you send a shot then I will riposte

I fire the beam, I ride with the team

I'm dire for lean, you hired to clean

I fire the beam, I ride with the team

I'm dire for lean, you hired to clean

[Chorus: RJLDiablo]

Ayy, she wantin' this D, she fuckin' with me

She fucking with RJ, he fucked on your B

I was raised on the streets, got dirt on my feet

And bitch, I'm ferel like Skateboard P

I'm sipping on lean, I doubled my Cs

I bussed down my bitch in some brand-new LV

I ride with the Gs, bitch, where is the keys?

Bitch, we in Skyrim, we aim for the knees

Ayy, she wantin' this D, she fuckin' with me

She fucking with RJ, he fucked on your B

I was raised on the streets, got dirt on my feet

And bitch, I'm ferel like Skateboard P

I'm sipping on lean, I doubled my Cs

I bussed down my bitch in some brand-new LV

I ride with the Gs, bitch, where is the keys?

Bitch, we in Skyrim, we aim for the knees, oh yeah

[Bridge: Skipper The Tipper]

Tyler Made The Beat

Tyler Made The Beat

Tyler Made The Beat

Tyler made the beat

I'm tripping to my feet

That bitch is honest cheatin'

I'm rockin' with my cleaves

Ayy, hold on, ayy

Ayy, ayy, yeah

[Verse 2: Skipper The Tipper, RJLDiablo]

Step on the block then I shot him

With all of his money I sure could of bought him

His body don’t float it went to the bottom

I’m not very merry but you know that I’m poppin'

A skull on my hip

Extended the grip

Bag on his head he gone for a trip

Left with some sticks

My shootas are quick

He started to run got fixed like my whip

Designer on my hip when I flee on the scene

His trails are bloody, my trails are green

Holes like a net when I empty the 'zine

Mess around with some adults I’m only a teen

Bitch, I don’t mean gangs when I mention the blocks

Eating disorder, you can eat on this Glock

He fly with the crowd he fly with the flock

Steal his bitch and she giving the gawk (Ayy, haha)

Shoot him by the dock

Bad bitch on my cock

She slurp it up, eat white, it ain't chalk

Pull up to our block, but we keep a Glock

[Outro: RJLDiablo]

Ayy, and it's a pizza party, watch out

Don't talk 'cause you might get washed now

Don't come to the hood 'cause you might get shot now, uh, but—