Gluttony

[Chorus: RJLDiablo]
Yeah, but they still tryna talk (Tryna talk, yeah)
Yeah, but they still tryna talk (Tryna talk, yeah)
Yeah, but they still tryna talk (Tryna talk, yeah)
Yeah, but they still tryna talk (Tryna talk, yeah)
Yeah, but they still tryna talk (Tryna talk, yeah)
Boy, come out the dark (Out the dark, yeah)
With me, boy, don't start, yeah (Don't start, yeah)
Else we'll pull up with the Glock, yeah (The Glocky, yeah-yeah)
Yeah-yeah, the Glock, yeah-yeah

[Verse 1: RJLDiablo]
I made a hit, fucked a bitch
And I got this ice on wrist, suck my dick
If you don't like my shit, had a pint, I'm pissed
And my bitch she thick, you know we just trapped a brick, yеah
Walking up on the stage like, "It's Britnеy, bitch," yeah
I remember when we struggled for our drinks, yeah
But yeah, now we up and we got benefits, yeah
It's R.J., the G.O.A.T., so come on, take a picture
And my bitch, I miss her, I remember when you could call someone gay and they'd fuckin' hit ya
I miss when police brutality wasn't the bigger picture (Yeah-yeah)

[Open Verse]

[Chorus: RJLDiablo]
Yeah, but they still tryna talk (Tryna talk, yeah)
Yeah, but they still tryna talk (Tryna talk, yeah)
Yeah, but they still tryna talk (Tryna talk, yeah)
Yeah, but they still tryna talk (Tryna talk, yeah)
Yeah, but they still tryna talk (Tryna talk, yeah)
Boy, come out the dark (Out the dark, yeah)
With me, boy, don't start, yeah (Don't start, yeah)
Else we'll pull up with the Glock, yeah (The Glocky, yeah-yeah)
Yeah-yeah, the Glock, yeah-yeah